:11:00
I wish someone would tell
these chicks that disco's dead!
:11:03
Don't stare too long, boys.
You'll go blind.
:11:06
Yeah, right.
:11:08
Stellas. I hate Stellas
almost as much as I hate dogs.
:11:12
Yeah, man. Same species
when you think about it.
:11:22
Shit, man.
That geek looks like Jam.
:11:26
That geek is Jam.
:11:28
Hey, dork!
:11:35
Who did your wardrobe?
:11:37
Tad the Preppie
Sailboat Captain?
:11:40
My mom had me over a barrel,
all right?
:11:43
After last night,
I had to let her dress me.
:11:46
It's a give-and-take
relationship.
:11:47
She gives you shit,
and you take it.
:11:49
Hey, Jam,
hand over the tickets.
:11:50
Tickets?
:11:52
What?
:11:54
There's a, uh...
Iittle, little problem.
:11:57
They're still at my house
in Trip's jacket.
:11:59
What are you talking about?
:12:00
She was standing over me
when I was changing.
:12:03
You are so pathetic.
:12:04
That's some sick shit
right there, man.
:12:07
Does she comb your ass hair
for you, too?
:12:09
If she even smells
those tickets...
:12:11
she'll destroy 'em...
:12:12
and we miss Kiss
for the third year in a row.
:12:14
It's gonna be OK.
Don't worry.
:12:16
They're at my house.
They're perfectly safe.
:12:18
We'll go there after school
and pick them up.
:12:20
My mom's not even
gonna be there.
:12:22
Hours from now we're actually
gonna be seeing Kiss.
:12:26
We'll just double-time it
to your house...
:12:28
grab the tickets...
:12:29
then head
to the train station...
:12:31
for the three forty-five
to Detroit Rock City!
:12:35
God!
:12:37
Well, as they say
in the tampon biz...
:12:40
see you next period.
:12:46
Jerk.