05x18 - 3rd Storee

[bunniefuu]

Take that!

Come on, take that, you evil hamster.

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Show starts in minutes.

Yeah, whatever you say, kevin.

Ohhhhhhh!

What did kevin just say?

I don't know. It was kind of hard to tell

With this loud video game.

But I believe that he said, "the cow parts in minutes."

Oh.

Hey, amanda. What's going on?

Well, this plastic toy over my ears

Makes it difficult to hear,

But, as much as I can surmise,

Kevin just told josh "the chihuahua eats peanuts."

Oh, no. Well, I better go tell leon.

It was kind of hard to hear with these thick earmuffs on,

But I think that danny told me that amanda told him

That josh told her that kevin said,

"The french fries taste like monkeys."

At least, that's what I think he said.

Oh--oh, I'm sorry, leon. Could you say that again?

I have dried fish covering my ears.

Kevin told josh that the french fries taste like monkeys.

Ohhhhhhhh.

Hey--hey, kevin.

What did you mean when you said,

"Abraham lincoln is gonna fall from the sky?"

Abraham lincoln's gonna fall from the sky?

Why would I say that abraham linc--

I guess that's what he meant.

Are you ok, abraham lincoln?

Oh, I'm all right, kids.

Now let's go do the show.

Yay. All right.

Hey, uh, abe. Will you sign my fish?

Fresh out the box.

Stop, look, and watch.

Ready yet? Get set.

It's all that.

♪ Oh

♪ Uh-oh

♪ This is all that♪

♪ This is all that♪

♪ Check it, check it

♪ Now, this is just an introduction ♪

♪ Before we blow your mind ♪

♪ The show is all of that ♪

♪ And yes, we do it all the time ♪

♪ So sit your booty on the floor ♪

♪ Or in a chair

♪ On the ground or in the air ♪

♪ Just don't go nowhere

♪ 'Cause everything we do

♪ Is all of that

♪ When entertaining you

♪ We're all of that

♪ My posse and my crew

♪ Is all of that

♪ So sit still

♪ 'Cause we're comin' right back ♪

♪ Oh

♪ Uh-oh

♪ This is all that♪

♪ This is all that♪

♪ Check it out

♪ Oh

♪ Uh-oh

♪

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Y nickelodeon

[Bell rings]

Oh!

[Snickers]

Greetings, class.

As principal of dullmont junior high school,

Principal william... Baines...pimpel,

I have some news that makes my pimple throb with joy.

Look here.

Today your class will have a substitute.

A substitute student.

What?a substitute student?

Please allow me to introduce to ya,

Arnie fishback.

Come on in here, arnie.

[In nerdy voice] hello, classmates.

Arnie will be substituting for ursula. Ursula, go home.

No! Who's ever heard of a substitute student?

Whoa! Stop the sketch. Stop.

Well, who said that?

Me. I don't like this sketch.

Come on, man. It's funny.

You know, instead of a substitute teacher,

It's a substitute student.

Oh, yeah, ha ha--

No. It's just not my kind of thing.

Well, w-what do you like?

Well... I like westerns.

Westerns?

Well, I guess we could do a western.

All right, come on, y'all. Western.

Ok. Yeah.

[Saloon piano plays]

Howdy, class. As sheriff of dullmont,

Sheriff william... Baines...pimpel,

Well, I got some news that makes my pimple throb with fear.

Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhh!

I'm afraid big, mean,

Ol' bad arnie fishback is back in town.

All: arnie fishback?!

That's right. I'm the meanest, baddest student

This side of detention.

Now, looky here, big bad arnie.

There just ain't enough room in this classroom for the both of us.

Well, now hold on a second, y'all.

There's only one proper way to settle this.

Free-for-all!

Wait! Wait! Stop! Stop the sketch. That's enough.

What? We were doing a western.

Well, I still don't like it.

Maybe if you did it like... Science fiction.

Well, we do want everyone to like it.

Ok, come everybody, science fiction, let's go.

[Mechanical noises]

[In robotic voice] as principal of the dullmont galaxy,

Principal william baines...pimpelatron,

I have some data that makes my pimple blink.

Witness.

I must warn you that there is an alien among us.

Its name is arnie fishback.

Greetings. I'm arnie.

Aw, stop, stop, stop! Stop. Stop the sketch.

It still isn't working.

Ok, brother. You're really starting to get on my nerves now.

What do you want from us?

I like songs, so why don't you do it as a musical?

Fine. A musical. Ok, fine. Let's do it.

Come on, y'all. Musical.

[Music plays]

♪ As principal pimpel

♪ May I introduce to you

♪ My nasty, ugly pimple

♪ And a brand new student, too

♪ They call me arnie

♪ Arnie fishback

♪ And I'm one heck of a guy

♪ They call him arnie

♪ Arnie fishback

♪ And he eats hot beef on rye

Yes, I do.

♪ Arnie...

♪ Arnie...

♪ Arnie...

All: ♪ fishback

♪ That's me

Well?

No, I didn't like it.

But--

You know what?

I think I know what you like.

Why don't you come and be in the sketch?

Really?

Hey, hey, now, all right.

So, uh, what role am I gonna play?

Ok, you're gonna be the little annoying kid

That we throw out the window.

Ha. Hey, he was pretty good.

What do you guys say we go get some corn dogs?

[All cheering]

And now, danny tamberelli

With vital information for your everyday life.

Truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.

Nothing is stranger than this eyeball growing out of my belly.

Kissing your grandmother is nice.

Kissing a chainsaw will rip your lips off!

Opposites attract.

Hmm.

I wonder what the opposite of a feather is?

Interesting. Ah-h-h-h-h...

This has been danny tamberelli with vital information.

♪ This is all that ♪

♪ This is all that ♪

Hey, mom. I'm home.

Boy timmy, where have you been?

School's been over for... For minutes.

Well, on my way home, I found this great new pet.

He looked so lonely, so I just had to bring him home.

Aw, timmy, not another stray dog.

It's not a dog this time.

Here boy.

[Loud guitar solo plays]

[Screams]

He's a rock star. I named him thrasher.

Can I keep him? Ple-ea-ea-ease?

Mm-mm, no you certainly cannot.

Your father is allergic to rock stars

And I don't like them either

And come, baby, look. I think he got the fleas.

Oh, we can just give him a bath.

Wouldn't you like that? Ooooooh,

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

[Hollers]

Oh, no. My antique lamp, baby!

Timmy, you get that rock star on out of here.

Aw, mom. He's just a little excited.

[Singing]

H-h-h-h-here's your mail, mrs. Mulligan.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

[All yelling]

Boy! Down, boy!

You better put a leash on that thing or something!

Oh, my goodness. See timmy, I told ya.

Rock stars ain't nothin' but trouble.

Now you better get him on outta here

Before he give me the rabies.

But mom, I already taught him some new tricks.

Thrasher, roll over.

Come here, mom. Let me show ya.

Now thrasher, fetch.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Well, we're still working on that one.

[Sniffs]

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Ohhhhh. Timmy. That is it.

The rock star goes, and that's final.

Messin' up my window.

But mom, that's no fair. How come you let charlie

Keep the new pet he found?

Well, that's because charlie's pet is well behaved.

You know he's an accountant, you know.

Hey, mom.

I just took gary for a walk.

Afternoon, ma'am.

Awwwww. Who's a good boy?

I'm a good boy.

Oh, yes you are, momma's baby.

W-who wants a treat?

I do!

Aw, that's my accountant.

See, timmy. How come you couldn't have

A well-behaved accountant like gary?

Awwww, mom.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

What? What is it, boy?

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

You say baby ricky fell in the well?

You're right. We gotta go save him.

Come on, boy. Show us the way.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

[Baby cries]

Oh, my goodness!

Baby ricky done fell in!

I knew that I shouldn't have left

The baby crib next to the well.

Do something, gary.

Man, this ain't no time for an accountant.

Thrasher knows what to do. Get him, boy.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

[Baby cries]

Ahhhhhhhhh!

That a boy, you can do it.

That a boy. You can do it.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Momma's little model.

You saved baby ricky.

Oh, yeah. Good rock star.

Good rock star.

So, mom. Can he stay?

Ple-ea-ea-ease?

Aw, baby...

You know he can.

And now, all thatpresents

Seymour reacts to stuff.

Today, seymour's watching a bird

Land on a little girl's shoulder...

[Tweet tweet]

And carry her away.

[Fluttering and screams]

[Splat]

You've just seen seymour react to stuff.

♪ This is all that ♪

Spice boys, your concert tonight was smashing.

Oh, good job. You all earned a night off.

Uh, unfortunately, you're not going to be able to have a night off,

Because you have to answer all of these fan mail letters.

[Moans and groans]

So get to work!

[Screams]

No, spice cube don't want to answer no more

Of these fan mail letters, you know what I'm saying,

'Cause my hand is tired,

And like I got sores all over it,

[Whining] and calluses, and I just...really...

I mean...i mean...

[In tough voice] tough hurt, you know what I'm saying, punks?

Oh, god, I can hardly sweat.

I need to lay down, take me a nap.

Oh, this pillow is too hard!

I can't get comfortable.

Well, why don't you use some of my hair

To put in those pillows? That should soften 'em up.

[Rip]

Thanks, harry. Boy power, this is gonna be perfect.

[Mumbles]

Oh, yeah, you know, I'm a little hungry, too, mumbly.

Why don't you go order up some room service?

[Mumbling]

[Mumbling]

...mumbly spice...

[Mumbling]

Yo! Yo! Yo! Spice cube wants a burger, yo!

With a...fries, yo, and, uh...

You know what would be delightful?

A nice spinach quiche,

And for dessert, a nice marshmallow soufflé.

Wouldn't that be great?

Uh...i mean...

A tough soufflé.

You know what I'm saying? Bo-o-o-oy-eeeee!

Oh, yeah, and dead wants a vegetarian platter.

You know he's on that diet.

Oh...[Mumbling]

[Mumbling]

...and a hard-boiled egg...

[Mumbling]

Oh! Oh! Sweaty, look what you've done!

Oh, you've sweat the bed!

Look at that! Look at that!

Oh, i--i-- I didn't mean to.

Oh, good god, get off of me.

Oh, no, now look what you've done.

I'm all wet and cold!

Yo!

Why don't you stop your little whining

And go stand your little soft shell self

In front of the fire place?

Spice cube's trying to find out what's coming on tv.

Well, you know this isn't working.

The fire's just not hot enough.

If only we had some more wood to throw on it.

Ohhhhhh...

Oh, that's much better.

Thanks dead, mumbly.

[Mumbling]

Yo! Check out what's coming on tv tonight.

It's the magic tale of the magic elves!

You know, the one where the little fairy princess

Is talking about her feelings,

And then she bakes those nice peanut butter muffins?

I mean, just turn the stupid show on, punks!

Fine! I'll turn it on.

[Yelling indistinctly]

I can't understand what you're saying.

[Imitates mumbly]

What are you talking about?

Wait, no, sweaty, I think he's trying to tell you--

[Electrical buzzing]

Oops! Boy power, I think.

Oh, great. Now how am I supposed to watch the magic elves, punks?

Now I'll never know

How the fairy princess' muffins turned out.

Oh, I got something in my eye--boy!

[Knock on door]

Who is it?

Room service.

Oh, finally. I'm so starvin' I could eat a--a somethin'.

[Screams]

Did you guys order room service?

[Mumbling]

Well, unfortunately, we ran out of the...

[Imitates mumbly]

So, all we had left was the hamburger and the fries.

There you go...

Boy power! Oh... Oh, you're gettin' me all wet.

[Screams]

I've got spice cube's necklace!

That really hurt, mister.

You just made spice cube cry.

This is the coolest thing in my entire life!

Yeah, mine too! Let's go!

Out! Get out!

What is going on in here?

I heard a ruckus.

And as hotel manager, I don't like ruckuses.

Well, um, you see, what happened was--

Oh, look! Look at this mess!

You rock and/or rollers with your--

Your crazy hairdos

Your bad attitudes and your--your--

Your sweating.

You think you can just go

All around town and trash hotel rooms?

How are you gonna pay for this?

We could sing you a song.

Ok, cool.

This one is called spicey spice spice.

Hit it, dead.

[Music plays]

♪ Spicey spice spice

♪ Very nicey, nice, nice

♪ Like icey, ice, ice

♪ 'Cause we're spicey spice spice ♪

♪ My name is harry and I won't tell you twice ♪

♪ Don't call me sherri

♪ 'Cause we're spicey spice spice ♪

♪ I may perspire

♪ But I don't like mice

♪ In my car's tires

♪ 'Cause we're spicey spice spice ♪

♪ [Mumbling]

♪ 'Cause we're spicey spice spice ♪

♪ Now I might be tough

♪ But deep down I'm real nice

♪ And I eat lots of rice

♪ But I stay away from head lice ♪

♪ And then I roll the dice

♪ And then...uh...

What rhyme with ice?

♪ 'Cause we're spicey spice spice ♪

♪ Spicey spice spice

♪ Raise the roof, dead, pump it up, dead ♪

♪ Spicey spice spice

♪ Raise the roof, dead, pump it up, dead ♪

♪ Spicey spice spice

♪ Raise the roof, dead, pump it up, dead ♪

♪ Spicey spice spice

♪ Raise the roof, dead, pump it up, dead ♪

♪ Spicey spice spice...

Oh, yeah. Kick it.