"TREES could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be TREES anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his wrinkled forehead. "I HATE TREES" he thought. That'll Be The Day reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the $0.50 peppermint circulated through his powerful thick throat and washed away his (unmerited) fear of trees near houses. "With an axe, you can cut anything you want" he said to himself, out loud.