Where's Lincoln? We're going to miss the bus.
It is precisely 7:31 AM,
which means Lincoln will misplace his backpack in three, two...
Where did I put my backpack?
Never mind, Cliff was napping on it.
Followed by a hasty breakfast.
[Mrs Loud] Lincoln! Your burrito and OJ!
[Lincoln] Give me a second!
I suggest you move three steps to your right.
Yah! Oooh!
Yes!
I suggest you don't get too attached to that burrito.
- Uh? - Yoink!
- Wha-- Hey! - Ha-ha!
Snooze, you lose, Stinky!
Like clockwork.
- Lynn, what are you doing? - Track just started, baby.
I'll be getting my sprint on to school for the rest of the season.
I'll see you chumps later.
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 OK.
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!
Dude, he just said that.
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]
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!
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.
Well, 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.
Heh.
It took all afternoon and a pair of bolt cutters,
but the Fire Department finally separated our wedgie.
Now I know way too much about Rusty...
and his birthmark.
Ready to face those eighth-graders again?
I don't think we have anything to worry about.
I'm sure they've cooled off by now.
So... not cooled off.
I don't have enough strength or underwear to keep riding this bus.
There's got to be another way to get to school.
Hmm...
We can't hoofin', it's too far!
And bikes are out. I outgrew mine!
Must be that growth spurt I just hit!
Mmh...
Hey!
What if we ask our parents to drive us to school?
They could each take a different date.
Ugh, that's a no go.
My parents leave super early every morning.
My mom has work and my dad has hot yoga.
That's OK, it still leaves...
five sets of parents, which is enough for the week.
[excitement]
All right, it's settled.
We start on Monday!
No, wait!
I'll call the Fire Department.
[honking] Hm?
Uh...
Ah!
Huh?
- Good mor-- - Shh! Keep your voice down!
You'll scare away the alien life form!
[barking]
Uh, the dog walker?
Don't be absurd, the Cocker Spaniel.
He's picking up intergalactic signals in that cone.
[sighing]
Zach, can you do something? We're going to be late!
I think my parents might be on to something, though.
Ugh!
Huh?
[honking]
[awkward laugh]
[banjo music playing]
Hope you kids don't mind sitting on the road to Vegas.
Oh, pull over, Mee Maw!
Virginia's getting car sick again!
[oinking]
Never mind!
She's doing better.