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Are you ready, kids?
Aye, aye, Captain.
I can't hear you.
Aye, aye, Captain.
Oh, who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
SpongeBob SquarePants.
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he.
SpongeBob SquarePants.
If nautical nonsense be something you wish.
SpongeBob SquarePants.
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish.
Ready?
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Jetson City, here I come!
This is going to be the best weekend ever!
Squidward.
Bubble Bass.
Don't tell me you're going to the Jetson City Comic Convention, too.
Why would I waste my time on an idiotic comic book convention?
I am a man of sophistication.
I'm going to the clarinet convention.
Oh, please.
Talk about a waste of time.
Tell us what you know.
The lecture on the history of spit valves is worth the price of admission alone.
When I said, talk about a waste of time, I didn't mean literally.
All aboard for the train to Jatsung City.
Just stay away from me.
Dit to the O.
Typical.
Oh, you!
You're taking up two seats.
One for each cheek.
Just move over.
It's the last seat on the train.
Oh, fine.
Don't talk to me.
It's finished!
And it appears I need another snack.
Fondue, sir.
One bubbling bowl of melted cheese, please.
You're in luck, sir.
I just made the best piping hot batch.
What size would you like?
I brought my own fondue pot.
Filler to the rim.
Yes, sir.
Be careful with that.
Next stop, Jetson City.
Are you going to eat that?
Get off of me!
Stay on your side!
Aren't you two the best of friends?
We are not.
Now, what do you want?
Would you watch my baby while I run to the restroom?
I have to powder my nose like a race horse.
Bye!
This is what I get for traveling tough.
That fondue gave me the cheese sweats.
Oh, look a bit fleshy.
You're making the baby puff!
What?
Where did you get such an adorable baby?
Who clearly wants the window open.
The baby wants it closed!
The baby wants it open!
Closed!
Open!
Closed!
Open!
The baby!
I'm back!
Hey, where's my baby?
You really want to know?
I hope she finds her baby.
Tickets!
No tickets, huh?
I knowed you.
Don't you worry, baby.
When Mommy finds those two, she's going to ground them.
It's him just!
I'm walking.
Without snacks?
I'm going to get hungry.
You won't like me when I'm hungry.
I don't like you now!
We're going to die out here!
Maybe not.
Look!
Old Man Jenkins has a farm!
And on that farm, he has a ride?
E-I-E-I-O!
With a tractor here!
And some horses there!
Here a boat!
There a bike!
Everywhere are boots to hike!
Old Man Jenkins has a plane!
E-I-E-I... Oh yeah.
Quit it.
Thanks for the ride!
And the egg salad sandwiches!
You folks are lucky!
I was just headed into the city to pick up the new Farmer's Almanac!
To celebrate, I think I will have another one of those sandwiches.
Whoa!
You just ate!
I can almost reach!
Stop shaking the plane, or I'll pull this thing right over!
Thank you!
Much better!
Now what do we do?
You could pull me using the plane tail as a rickshaw.
Me pull you?
This is your fault.
You should pull me.
We'll flip a coin.
You're on.
I can't reach.
Could you fish it out?
You bet.
Tom scratched the pants.
Keep the change.
Yes.
Preservation for Squidward tentacles.
And Bubble Bass.
Mr. Tentacles and Mr. Bass.
Ooh!
You two have reserved our finest rooms.
Can we just get our keys?
You were supposed to check in yesterday, but you didn't.
So we gave your rooms away.
Let me see what we can do.
Oh, here we go.
Though it's not as nice as your previous accommodations.
It's just for one night.
How bad can it be?
Say, this isn't so bad.
The shower's all yours.
Oh, I'm tired.
I'm just going to sleep.
As you wish.
Hey, keep to your side.
Oh, you're getting crumbs in the bed.
I'm going to sleep in the bathroom.
Suit yourself.
Of course he destroyed the bathroom.
But hey, this is fancy, shag carpet-y.
That's not carpet.
Is this your body hair?
What is wrong with you?
The horror.
Well, you look chipper.
Did you sleep well?
Nope.
But soon you'll be at your lame comic convention far away from me.
That is something to smile about.
Agreed.
But your clarinet con is by far the lamer of the two.
Yay, comic books!
Well, at least we clarinetists don't wear stupid capes.
You were saying?
Wow!
Whoa!
Is that Old Man Jenkins?
No, no, no, no, no!
you can walk away from is a good landing.
No!
All those innocent comic books lost!
Ha!
In your face!
I still get to go to my clarinet convention and you get nothing!
You lose!
Ha-ha-ha!
Of course.
Worst trip ever.
Hey, where did everybody go?
The train station!
No tickets, no ride.
Huh?
You boys owe me half a plane!
Typical.
Slow down!
You're hurting my arm!
There they are, too!
After them!
I love you, chum!