Me? Nothing.
See, I'm the one whose ass he kicked.
But, uh, I'll tell you one thing, though.
I don't think he's gonna have a problem shitting in school anymore.
Slipped a little something into his mochaccino.
Oh, God!
Oh! Oh!
[Panting]
Jesus.
Right this way, sir.
Oh, God. [Farting]
[Farting]
- [Girls Laughing] - Oh, no.
It's gonna be fun.
[Girl #2] You know it's just gonna be some crappy band and stupid decorations.
[Girl #1] You're just saying that because prom's a week away and you don't have a date.
[Girl #2] No, no, no. I don't want a date.
- Finch is goin' stag and... so am I. - [Groaning]
God, he's like so... refined.
- [Groans] - You think that older woman thing is true?
Yeah, it's true. It was Stifler's mom.
[Farting]
- [Continues Farting] - Joanie, was that you?
- Oh! - Can't hold it.
Oh! [Loud Farting]
[Groaning]
Eww!
[Groaning]
[Whistling]
[Laughter]
- Yeah! - [Laughter Continues]
[Vicky] Kev? I think we've come...
- a really long way since homecoming. - Yeah, we have.
Maybe it's time...