Come out, come out, wherever you are
This is your fault! Admit it! If you do, I promise not to leave bruises.
Kevin
Hey, you lovebirds, vamoose. Babysitting's over, 'cause I just scored big time. Later.
You forgot to say 'dorks,' Kevin.
Did you see Kevin's pockets? They're bursting with cash, I tell ya.
Let's hope for Kevin's sake those stitches don't tear. Wouldn't it be a shame if he were to lose that plentiful peck of pennies?
Yep? Is that all you have to say for yourself? Yep? No rash, nonsensical quip to defraud Kevin of his fortune?
Scam Kevin. That's what he said, right? I'm way ahead of you, Sockhead. Here's the plan, boys.
Kevin
Better spill the beans, Mr. Editor, or you're paper pulp.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Kevin
Who wrote this stuff?
Miniature aliens? Hairy legs? Lost cities and spandex bicycle shorts? Who indeed is this Bobby Blabby? Eddy? Care to explain?
What? Uh... couldn't tell ya. Sounds like a jerk.
You dropped your loot, Bibby Boo-boo.
IT'S BOBBY BLABBY! GET IT RIGHT! Oops.
Hey! Let me go! Untie me!
I found him the science cupboard pretending to be a stuffed beaver, Double-D.
The nurse thanks you, Eddy.
For helping Kevin conquer his fear of needles by allowing him to witness the safe and easy administration of a real booster shot.
Worry not, little man. Because you get to have a lollypop after.
Kevin
Sweet.
But... No! Don't do it! I'm too young!
[Ed runs out of the medical room, but comes back to pick up the lollypop]
Great. So I end up with a detention because of your stupid eating habits.
Is it that time already? Ooh, gravy cakes. Yum."
Excuse me, Ed, but don't you feel this daily diet of gravy may become detrimental to your health?
I swear he's obsessed with the stuff. It's stashed here, right there. I bet you couldn't go a lousy day without your lousy gravy, Ed.
[screams] Your voice is like toothpicks in my drumsticks, Eddy!
I agree, Ed. I've always wished Eddy could communicate in a tone of voice that didn't rattle the timbers of every house in a four-block vicinity.
Don't touch that dial, kids.
What about you, Mr. Encyclopediac? I bet I could stop yelling way before you could stop using those big fancy-schmancy words of yours.
Plank says Double D would go wacky if he only used words with one syllable.
Ha! Even the doorstop's got you pegged.
Kevin
Aw, Dork, Dorkk and Dorky are having a little tiff. Ain't it precious? [He and Nazz laugh] What dorks.
Always with this duck word, yes Kevin-boy? Rolf would wager his love of mammal flesh and 25 cents that you cannot renounce this label for the mixed-nuts Ed-boys.
Kevin
What? I can give up saying dork just like that. [Snaps his fingers]
[To Jonny] Think you could go a whole day without that chunk of termite food telling you what to do?
Easy-peasy lemon-squeezy, Eddy. Right, Plank?
Sounds like we got ourselves a bet.
Don't touch that dial, kids!
Good Afternoon, Peach Creek Jr. High. This is your principal speaking with a very important announcement. All copies of student Eddy's photographs are to be returned to him immediately. This will leave to comply a well-warned detention for the rest of the semester. Thank You.
Kevin
Bummer.
Did I just do that? I did, didn't I? I just impersonated the Principal! Made false declarations in his name! Ohhh what have I done?