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[cat meowing and mouse squeaking]
Yo!
Come on, Beast Boy, it's time to do chores.
No can do, bro. I'm headed back East to visit the fam.
You have a family?
Yeah, bro, the Doom Patrol.
WHere do you think I goes every summer?
Huh! You're so useless,
I never even noticed you were gone.
My number be on the fridge, yo!
And don't forget to feed Sticky Joe whiles I gone.
Howdy!
- Laters. - Have fun.
No one is going to miss you.
I can't waits to see the fam!
They bes the most loving and caring peoples
in the world.
Get back here with my dinners, you dirty thieves!
Your dinners? I see none of your signatures upon them.
- - I thought you said you can't eat these anymore,
because of your high cholesterol.
No quack is gonna tell me what to do.
I live my life to the extreme.
Get away from us, you frightful elderly man!
You exposed my knees!
You'll pay for that!
Stop blowing up the yard, you big goof!
Dag nabbit!
So, you are not the Mr. Tough guy without your chair, are you?
- Argh! -
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight.
Stop it! You know the rules.
No fighting on the lawn.
That's right. Keep it on the driveway.
Fight, fight, fight, fight.
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight!
Beast Boy!
Whaddup, Doom Patrol!
Haha, that's what's up!
Robotman, my man!
Whoo, your face is looking very symmetrical today.
Thanks for the compliment, yo!
Whaddup, Negative Girl!
You wanna meet my new pet?
I found him napping on the side of the road.
"Hello, I'm Mr. Squirrel."
He's my bestest friend.
Yous as sweet as ever.
- - Aw, mama's little baby boy is home.
Ah! My baby!
Is that my little baby?
Ah, my little baby! Look at that little face!
Do you see this little man?
It's good to see you, Moms.
No, it's good to see you too, sweetie pie.
My, you're looking so thin.
Have some casserole.
No, no, thanks, Moms.
I'm good, yo. I'm good.
Yo, Chief.
- You need money? - No.
- A car? - No.
- A kidney. - Uh-uh.
Then, welcome home!
Now, what would you like to do on your first day back?
I's definitely don't want to watch that tape.
Great idea, kid. We'll watch the tape.
Time to get...
- - Extreme!
- - Gnarly tricks!
Radical grindage!
Major air!
No one wants to watch you get extreme.
Oh, yeah? How about this?
You like that? Yeah, you do!
Perhaps, instead of the extreme sporting, we can go to the boardwalk
and enjoy the artisanal yogurts?
Or we can do something not lame!
What's that, Mr. Squirrel?
"I think we should go to the cemetery."
Great idea.
Let's go to the cemetery!
Guys... It is my little baby's day. He should pick.
Yo, yo, yo, yo! Alls your ideas be great,
but we gots to kick summer off right, by throwing a clambake for the town!
A clambake!
I thought you were one of those people who don't eat good food.
What are they called?
A vegetarian!
But a clambake ain't just about the food.
It's about the family.
Hah! That's a wonderful idea, Beast Boy.
Oh, we love the beach.
Oh, there could be a shark attack!
Yo, Brain! Your lawn is looking fresh, yo!
It would be nice if you would cut yours!
The neighborhood would appreciate it.
Don't be dumb! If we cut the grass, you'd see our garbage.
So throw it out.
But, where will the rats live?
I would consider calling pest control,
but I doubt they would get rid of you.
Yo, you want to come to our clambake later todays?
I'm already throwing a clambake
for the Homeowners Association at the beach.
Oh, cool, our clambakes can be neigh-bros, just like us.
- I trust you have the proper permits? - Permits?
You can't throw a clambake in Codsville without permits!
I assume you obtained them?
Of course we did.
It's all permitted up in here.
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