[laughs] That was the best one yet!
SStinky
Whillikers, Harold, I reckon you beat everyone in the whole dang school.
You are the Champion Arm Wrestler of P.S. 118 — the king.
That's right, I am the king! [laughs]
SStinky
I suppose now you'll be signing up for the Citywide Arm-Wrestling Tournament.
What's all the excitement?
Well, it kind of looks like I'm gonna be entering the Citywide Arm-Wrestling Tournament.
You mean the one next Saturday?
[Patty laughs]
Nothing. It's just that, well, I'm thinking of entering, too.
SStinky
Well, I'll be danged. An arm-wrestling couple.
Why don't you wrestle each other right now?
[everybody chatters excitedly]
Sure, why not? Heck, I could use the practice.
[Patty rolls up her right sleeve as she and Harold start to arm-wrestle]
SStinky
On three. One, two, three!
[everybody gasps]
[all laughing. Harold's eyes fill with tears and he runs away]
[Harold is nowhere to be seen]
[Arnold walks in the hallway unaware of Harold hiding under the drinking fountain and steps on his foot]
Sorry, Harold. I didn't see you under there.
That's 'cause I didn't want you to see me, Arnold. I'm hiding.
From Sid and Stinky, and everybody else who saw that stupid jerk Patty beat me at arm-wrestling.
What are you talking about, Harold? Patty's not a jerk, she's your friend.
She was my friend, Arnold, until she beat me.
So, what if she beat you? What's the big deal?
I'll tell you what the big deal is, Arnold. An hour ago, I was arm-wrestling king. And now? Now, I'm just a big wuss, that everybody's making fun of 'cause I lost to a girl.
That's completely ridiculous. I mean, who cares if Patty's a girl? She's a really good arm wrestler. Just tell Sid and Stinky to stop acting dumb.
You're not listening, Arnold! Those guys are never gonna let me live this down. Not unless I beat Patty!
Hey, Harold, what are you doing down there? Hiding from Big Patty?
SStinky
You're afraid the girl's gonna find ya, and beat you up again?
[school bell rings as they laugh]
See? I told you, Arnold! [sobs] What am I gonna do?
Well, if that's important to you to beat her, I guess you could just practice and work harder.
Practice? What are you talking about?
SStinky
[passing the graveyard] Look, fellers. We're passing the bone-yard.
Hurry up, you guys! This place is gives me the creeps! It's full of dead people!
SStinky
Well, you might as well get used to it, on the count of we'll probably all be buried here someday.
Okay maybe, but that won't happen for a long, long time. Right?
Prune cookies? Are you kidding?
My Grandma puts them in everything she bakes.
SStinky
Whillikers, Arnold, I reckon prunes is just about the nastiest cookie flavor around.
Actually, prunes are enjoyed the world over by people of all ages, and despite their rather unpleasant appearance, they're really quite tasty. Not to mention, an excellent source of iron and a wonderful implement of dietary regulation.
Here, Phoebe, why don'tcha just take them?
Don't mind if I do. The iron may give me energy when I accept my award this afternoon. [chomps] Mmm, delicious!
Until three days ago, I was Phoebe Heyerdahl, fourth grader, straight-A student, and a good friend to a lot of you. But then something happened. [nervously] I accidentally... uh, well, I accidentally passed... went... [furiously] Heck, I'm just gonna say it! I farted! [the kids whistle and laugh] Yes, that's right! I "let one rip", I "honked a big jobber", "blew the tuba", "popped a whopper"! [the kids stop laughing as she gets serious] You all thought it was pretty funny. I guess if I were in your shoes, I'd think it was kind of funny too, but ever since then, I've gone from being Phoebe Heyerdahl to just "that girl who farted", and I don't think it's fair, because I'm more than that! If you ask me, I don't have anything to be ashamed of. I think you're the ones that should be ashamed! [leaves the stage]
Well, folks, I for one applaud Miss Heyerdahl for having the courage to stand up for herself, and I think you should, too. What do you say, gang?
I got something to say. Phoebe's a farter! Phoebe's a farter! [Laughs, then, quite suddenly, he wets his pants] Uh-oh.
Look! Harold wet his pants! [the kids laugh]
SStinky
Harold wet his pants.
[bawls and fleeing the room] Mommy! Mommy!
Rhonda [to Phoebe, smirking] He's never gonna hear the end of it. [the episode ends with Phoebe leaning back in her seat, smiling]
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