Goodbye, Camp Kidney, you old pile of logs. Real world, here I- [runs over by a truck]
Sir!
Just one of the hazards of the real world, Slinkman. Here, a man must pick himself up and- [runs over by an ice cream truck]
Sir, it wouldn't be easier to just earn the badge?
Easier? Yes, Slinkman, but not a man in the real world would do. [runs over by a car]
Yes, but I wonder if you were cut out for the real world, sir.
Cut out for it? Why, tailor made is more like- [runs over by a moped] Ow! That one actually hurt a little.
Please, reconsider, sir. But... [looks back as Lumpus was run over by objects from the real world]
[after getting hit multiple times] Slinkman.
Sir?
Okay, who I gotta help?
