Good morning, George!
Where have you been? It's the first day of school.
Relax, we've got forty-nine minutes till bell rings.
That's forty-nine seconds.
If we're late the first day, we'll be branded foods and never graduate, spend the rest of our shoveling dunk in a swamp.
You're right! This calls for a shortcut, through the swamp!
No!
We should have our heads examined, there's thousand ways to get killed in here.
Relax, there's nothing to be scared of , except for the swamp gizard.
What's the swamp gizard?
Half gorilla, half lizard. They jump on your face and suck your skeleton through your nose.
You're just trying to scare me.
Before they strike, they let out a screech, that sounds like a ca in a blender.
Very funny, Louis. You must think I'm a total idiot. Gizard, that's rich.
Gizard, the gizard is coming!
Please, don't suck our bloods!
You're the swamp gizard?
Swamp gizard? You watch too many dumb cartoons. I'm a Dingbed. Hey, maybe you can help me fix my flute?
Sorry, Dingbed, no time we only have nineteen seconds till school bell rings, and...
Oh, a pipe, that'd make a great flute.
School, Lois, school!
I can fix that.
No!
Try this.
Eight seconds! We're sunk!
We made it! We made it! Holly macaron, we made it!
And with three whole seconds to spare!
Three seconds! Three seconds! Three seconds!
Hey, fellas! Flute was dagging!
Shame about the swamp though.
I can fix that!