Keely, Phil and others in “You Say Toe-Mato”

Phil, you know what this is?

It's a flute.

No, it's a musical spit catcher.

Nice.

Phil, that can't be healthy.

Here. Re-hydrate.

I don't know why i thought i could play the flute. You ever play an instrument?

Yeah, phyble.

Did you blow in it? Are there strings? Did you hit it?

Exactly. All those things.

So, I tried to call you last night to talk about the field trip.

Oh...Yeah. I was out riding my bike.

Really? Your mom said you went for a walk.

Yeah, I did. Well, see, I took a bike ride, but then i got a flat tire, so i had to walk the bike back. Oh, technically, I guess it was really a walk. So, anyway, about the field trip. Where are we going?

Mm! To the pickford tomato ranch. You didn't know pickford was the ketchup capital of the world, did you?

That's why there's that giant squeeze bottle in town square.

I know it sounds lame, but it's actually kind of cool. At the end of the tour, everybody gets into the stomping tub and stomps tomatoes. Anyway, it's all squishy and messy and barefoot.

Barefoot? As in...Barefoot?

Yeah, what's the matter?

Oh...I can't!

Can't what?

Go to pickford ranch because i'm allergic to tomatoes, see? If one even touches my body, I get all weird and twitchy. Just like that. (Exhales)

You're about to eat ketchup right now.

I am? Oh.