Lookin' good, Ernie. Love the new beaded seat.
- Morning, Lincoln. - What's up?
Hey, everybody! Finally Friday, am I right?
Or should I say Fri-yay?
This girl knows what I'm talking about!
[chuckles] I do.
I do know what he's talking about.
Oh, Lincoln! I always love your early morning shtick!
Huh?
Oh, that's okay.
I guess I'll just sit in the back to-yay.
Uh-oh! The sequel!
[humming]
Um, what do you think you're doing, sixth-grader?
Having a little pulp-free OJ.
Or should I say, O-Yay?
Oh, yeah! Hit 'em with that trilogy!
Ugh, no. He meant why are you sitting in our seat?
Oh, uh, I didn't think this was taken.
Let me explain something to you, little man.
See this line?
Eighth-graders in the back and babies in the front!
[imitates crying]
Yeah! [imitates crying]
Dude, he just said that.
Oof!
Well, no problems here.
I'll just, uh, get out of your way.
Oh! Woops. Sorry!
Let me get that for you!
Hm, was it clockwise scrubbing, or counterclockwise?
[struggling]
[growling]
Never scrub, always dab!
Lincoln! Use this stain-removing pen!
Huh?
Oops, I guess that was a marker.
Soak up some of the OJ with the bread from my sandwich!
Don't worry, Lincoln. Help is on the way!
[growling]
Oh, family secret.
Cow manure can get out anything,
even the frown on a tipped-over cow!
[laughs]
Oh, oh!
It was horse manure for stains, cow manure for shingles.
Boy, I'm glad that wasn't me.
[groaning]
Thanks for trying to help me, guys.
I guess it could have gone worse.
Oh, ooh!
Speak for yourself, man.
[chuckles awkwardly]
There's got to be another way to get to school.
[both] Hmm... I got it!
- Lisa builds a new teleport! - We take the city bus!
Your thing. Let's go with your thing.
I love it!
Yeah, the bus will have plenty of leg room
for my second growth spurt.
Doc says it could come any minute!
All we have to do is take the A bus to the queue,
switch to the magenta line,
cross over to the 17, but only if it's a local,
then it's a straight shot to school.
[talking in unison] That works!
[grunting]
Mm, mm... Ah-hah!
[nervous chuckle]
Phew! Guys, we did it!
I think this bus takes us right to school!
[gasping] Huh?
[air horn blaring]
Oh, dang it.
Okay, this plan I feel really good about.
Uh...
We here at Flip's Trips pride ourselves on safety.
[grunting]
So fasten your seat belts!
This might actually work out!
Alright, aim for the shrubs!
Huh?
The only way out is down, chief!
You're gonna need these!
I'm having some trouble putting my parachute.
[screaming]
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
[screaming]
[sputtering]
[sighs] Guess we're out of options.
This afternoon, we'll have to get back on the school bus.
[laughing] Hey, check it out.
[laughing]
[groaning]
Wait, the eighth graders are wedgieing you now?
[gasping]
Thank you. Ever since you guys stopped taking the bus,
they started picking on the rest of us.
Well, guess it's our turn again.
Ah! Ow!
Wait a minute, guys.
Maybe it doesn't have to be anybody's turn.
[laughing]
Well, well, well...
Look who's back for more.
Looks like someone forgot the rules of the bus.
Babies in the front!
Let's remind this twerp how things work back here.
No, you can't tell me where to sit anymore.
[laughing]
Like you can stop us all by your puny self.
Actually, I'm not by myself.
[in unison] Uh?
[scoffs] Whatever.
[cheering]
Rusty, did you just...
Told ya, growth spurt!