As he opened the car door, there was a loud squeak. Fryman jumped when he heard it. As he composed himself from the shock, he peered in to see what could have made the noise. The squeak sounded again when he bent down to look under the steering wheel, and once again he jolted up, this time banging the back of his head on the steering wheel.
He reached up to rub it, and again, the squeak came. Fryman realized the sound occurred every time he was near the lower side of the car door. He waved his hand below and sure enough, he heard the squeak. Inspecting the area closely, he noticed a small thread running from the car door, through the steering wheel, to the passenger side under the glove compartment. There he found a rubber chicken tied at the other end of the thread. Fryman chuckled and shook his head. "Those rascals. Got me again with the ol' 'rubber-chicken-tied-to-the-car-door' trick. Every week. . . one of these days I'll learn!" he sighed.
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