[music playing]
Um, Trina, maybe you should pull over
if you're going to put on lip gloss.
Maybe you should talk less.
That's what my dad always says.
[honking]
Shut up! [honking]
Yeah, I got a horn, too, buddy!
[honking]
Obviously, I'm sad I'm not going to be on the show,
but... I'm kind of proud that I stood up for myself.
Is that really helping anything?
They say mustard retards pimples.
I want something.
How can I assist you?
I don't like this song, I need you to change it.
Your phone is right next to you.
Yeah. But I have a pickle in this hand
and a lip gloss in this one.
Oh, it's-
Oh. Oh. Wow.
Uh-huh. Feels good, right?
Yeah, it's like a million tiny kisses...
on my feet.
[sighing]
Ow!
What?
That rotten kid behind me kicked my seat again
and made me poke my eye.
I didn't kick your seat.
You did, too.
How's your pit zit?
That tears it.
Trina! Trina! He's a little boy.
Yeah and I'm about to put him into a little hospital.
Do you really have to shave your legs now?
I can't go to school with stubble.
Why didn't you shave your legs before we left for school?
I didn't know we had to leave 40 minutes early.
Well, it's a little awkward for me- Uh, Trina!
You hit my tongue.
Your toe poked me in the eye!
Oh. There ya go. Get the scalp!
Tissue.
[blowing nose]
Check the color.
Tori, here.
What? Is that a pair of my underwear?
Yeah, my allergies have been so bad today.
What?
Tissues make my nose red and sore.
These are so soft.
[blowing nose]
You've been blowing your nose in my underwear?
Yeah, they're like a giant soft hanky.
Giant?
You two are going to work the grub truck.
- Gross! - Trina.
I'm not gonna! Why should I?!
Come on, the man got hurt.
The least we could do is work the guy's truck for him.
Easy for you to say. You don't have a $40 manicure.
Don't I?
[groaning]
Trina, will you please help me?
Busy.
Are you making sushi?
Yeah. Will you just read me the directions
- that are right over-- - Look.
I just got these jeans and I got to stretch 'em out.
[groaning]
You know, we eat on that table.
Sorry, my butt's gotta breathe.
Ah, you have a huge pimple or a small volcano.
I have a pimple?
Possibly the most disgusting pimple I've ever seen.
Well it hurts! Somebody do something!
Jade, will you please pop Trina's shoulder pimple?
No, absolutely not.
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh.
Is someone being a negative Nancy,
or a whiny Willie?
You can not make me pop her--
We made a deal with Sikowitz.
Should I tell our whole class that you couldn't handle it?
Will someone please just pop my pimple?
Will you, Jade?
Yes.
Oh! That's good stuff.
Later.
[grunting]
Trina! We are trying to pick a song to audition with.
And I'm trying to practice hurting people.
[grunting]
Uh, shouldn't you be rehearsing for your audition?
[chuckles] Yeah. I'm so worried
I won't pass the audition like that could happen.
[grunting]
You know, you're supposed to be helping.
Excuse me,
but I'm the one who figured out how to use the deep fryer.
Great. What'd you fry?
Rex's foot.
What?!
[groaning]
Here!
[groaning]
I'm helping Trina shoot her audition,
then later she's gonna help me shoot mine.
[mouthing No, I'm not.]
Can we have some water?
Did you guys bring water?
- No. - Then I guess not.
Oh, my God, I am so exhausted.
I am gonna go get in my bed and sleep for at least...
Holy jeez! Who's this hunka dude?
This is Moose.
We're taking him to Karaoke Dokie.
I'm in. Let's go.
Why are you looking at yourself in the mirror?
Why wouldn't I?