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The sound of skateboard wheels grinding on the pavement.

Man, there's nothing sweeter.

This started as a regular day for me and Luther.

Laps around the block, a million kickflips, some sign grindage.

Hey, guys.

Hey, ladies. You need help with the sunscreen?

And of course, a few wipeouts along the way. But that was nothing.

Things were about to get crazy.

Real crazy.

And I don't mean jumping over a baby.

Not bad. That's her second fastest time.

Right on.

Snackage? Absolutely.

Salty. Wait, what are they? They're liver nuts.

It says right here they protect us against ringworm.

Dog food?

Come on, Lewis.

You can't eat this.

She's getting the game.

They're chewy, though.

Wait, don't tell me. Dude, you won't believe what happened. Yes, so maybe.

Don't forget that I'm a genius. Are you crazy? Someone could be listening to us.

Wait, don't tell me. Not again.

Would you just calm down? Is there a problem?

Let's get a pizza.

And then we'll act like nothing ever happened. Calm down.

It's only Tuesday.

We'll get a pizza.

And hope that no one will ever hear us talking. Calm down. Cause I'm a genius.

It's only Thursday.

And by tomorrow we'll have everything just fine.

Luther and I are on our way to becoming pro skateboarders. We eat, drink, sweat,

bleed skateboarding. I even go into the shower with my skateboard. I do my

homework on my skateboard.

That's stupid.

I don't do my homework.

A lot of pro boarders, they don't bother with personal hygiene.

Not me. I shower like three times a day because it relaxes me and lets me stay

in touch with my body. I'll let you in on a little secret.

I've been getting this tingling right under here.

It's my first underarm hair.

I'm naming him Gordon.

You kept me up last night, you little... Ready for another lap?

Slow butter.

18 feet.

Dig it.

Oh, hey, Kojo.

I don't know if you got our email, but we changed your nickname from Sergeant

Sniffwad to Commander Sniffwad. Yeah, we gave you a promotion.

Very funny.

Check out the jacket.

Sweet.

Unsweet.

Oh, your mommy bought you a new jacket.

Show and tell's over. Thanks for stopping by. My mother didn't buy this

The owner of Dastardly Skate gave it to me.

That's not all.

The Dastardly Street Hub.

Don't touch.

I don't know where your fingers have been.

So why did they give it to you?

To feel sorry for you? Yeah.

Dastardly Skate gave it to me because they know I'm the best boarder around.

They're sponsoring me.

You have a sponsor?

That's right.

They're officially in the Kojo business.

But I lose it.

Last summer, Kojo won some stupid slalom contest, and we've never heard the end

of it. We were smoked his doodad, but we were grounded. Yeah, our parents said

we were acting freaky.

Slow butter?

Not now. Bottom line, if Luther and I are going to be pro boarders, we need a

sponsor to hook us up with the latest gear.

Look at this.

My wheels are mushing out. The other day, I tried to make a hard cut, and I

wiped out in my little sister's falafel stand.

The good news is, we know just the guy who will sponsor us.

Oh, mama, do we.

Who is it?

So you want me to be your sponsor?

Don's Donuts is a landmark in this town. And you, Don, are obviously a smart

businessman who knows what he's doing.

Well, I am smart.

What am I doing?

Giving us money to buy these Dantley polyblasters. You want me to buy you

skateboards. Right.

And in return, Luther and I will wear Don's Donuts t -shirts wherever we go.

Yeah, but lots of people wear my t -shirts. I don't buy them nothing.

But those people aren't celebrities.

Well, neither are you.

Are you?

Yeah, sort of. I mean, we're on our way.

Okay, wait, don't tell me.

Singers?

Skateboarders, Don.

Look, pretty soon kids all over the country will idolize us. There'll be

magazine covers, paparazzi.

Exactly.

We'll be famous.

Right? I get it.

I'm in. Sweet.

So you'll buy us the boards?

No. But you can have as many of these as you want.

It fell in the body.

This

is

a mixture of mom's overnight facial cream, salt, egg white, carrot juice,

sardine oil, a full spoon of paprika, and a pinch of love.

I know my baby Gordon, but come on. He's my first.

Check this out.

See, I got this scar trying to reverse Ollie, and I accidentally wiped into my

grandma. When we get a sponsor, I'm going to come up on some new elbow pads

a helmet for my nana. Nana made me this sweater for Christmas.

I got a worse scar, though, but you can't see it because it's in here.

It's from the time when... Me and Zeke, we tried to board the old drainage pipe

that runs from here to Gilroy.

Wow, we were just kids.

Call it the Tunnel of Terror from the wild dogs that live in there.

We vow to never try the Tunnel of Terror again.

Luther needs to lie down now.

Courage, brains, fortitude.

That's what it takes to be a pro skater. All qualities embodied by Mr. Tony

Hawk. And Luther and I just idolized the guy.

Tony got his first sponsor when he was our age because he was doing crazy stuff

like nailing a frontside 540 rodeo flip. You don't even have to know what that

is to know that it's a rad move.

Oh, oh, that's nothing.

That's just a stupid poster I put up. I mean, I don't even know why it's there.

Langley, I'll... Her name's Olivia. She's very...

I don't know. I just like the way she holds the jar. It's very natural.

Are you talking to that poster again? Get out of here, fish breath!

Get a real girlfriend, please. You're scaring people.

That's Ginger.

She thinks she's my mother. You ain't my mama! My point is this.

Like Tony Hawk, Luther and I need to perform a trick that's so crazy, so

so off the wall, that'll make the sponsors come running.

Don, we need to borrow your roof!

What are you guys doing?

We, brace yourself for this, are going to ride a loop -to -loop in your famous

giant donut.

I have two rules at Don's Donuts. No pets inside the store, and no

inside my donut.

Don, why not?

All we have to do is build a ramp that's... How big, Luce?

Let's just say a big ramp. A ramp that's big enough to generate the proper

takeoff speed.

No way.

Don, don't make naughty on our dream.

I'm sure when you were our age, you dreamed of glazed donuts and maple bars.

Yeah, mostly the glazed. See?

So please, we're begging you.

And we promise not to hurt your baby. Right, Luke?

We'll show your baby love.

Buckets of love.

No!

Just as Luther and I have every right to run!

Maybe we're not meant to have a sponsor right now.

Respectfully, Luther.

Cork it.

What word is written on the bottom of my board?

Unstoppable. That's right. We're machines.

We're maniacs. We can't be denied. So what's our next move?

I got a big nothing.

I've never seen him this bummed out before, but I know what to do.

Just when I thought you guys couldn't get any freakier.

Mom says you have to take this pie over to the new neighbors.

I can't. You take it, Minnie Munch. Zeke, give your skateboarding fantasy a

and do what Mom says.

Fine.

Give me that thing.

It's still hot.

What are

you doing?

I'm visiting my little man. Yeah?

How's Gordy doing?

He grew about a half inch. I'm really pleased with his thickness.

Cool.

Hello.

We have a pie for you. You know, it's sort of a welcome to the neighborhood

dealie. Oh, that's awfully sweet of you.

I'm Olivia March, then.

I'm Luther Waffles, and he's Zeke.

Oh, the skateboarding blokes.

I've heard about you.

In fact, somebody said you were going to skate inside a large pastry.

Yeah, that's been cancelled on account that the large pastry had a head -on

collision with the minivan.

Oh, pity.

I was looking forward to it. I'm rather impressed by Daffy's stunt.

You are?

Because we have another Daffy stunt.

We do?

Yeah, we do. Only Daffier. It's the Daffiest. It's called, um...

The Tunnel of Terror.

We said we'd never do the Tunnel of Terror again.

Luth, Corkett, I'm on the phone.

Mr. Dantley, I'm telling you. Once you see this stunt, you're definitely going

to want to sponsor us. Those wild dogs, they'll eat us. So, at least we'll have

a sponsor.

I'm sorry, Mr. Dantley. My associate just wanted me to tell you how sweet

polyblasters are.

So, we'll see you tomorrow.

Three o 'clock, old abandoned drainage pipe.

We did it. Blow butter.

Olivia Selang, the olive girl?

I knew she looked familiar.

She is?

How about that?

Now, this is all making sense.

You're doing this for her.

You're trying to impress Olivia. You love her.

I do not.

Then why do you have a shrine to her?

That's not mine. Someone must have just broke in and set that up.

You... You're not backing out of this, Luke. Zig and I, we wrestle like eight

times a day.

But that's just what best friends do.

But this time, it got ugly.

Real ugly.

Don't be a weenie!

It was an accident, I swear.

You're right. You crossed the line, mister!

Come on, Gordon. We're leaving.

Great. Luther hates my guts.

But I got a bigger problem.

A seven -mile tunnel that runs all the way to Gilroy.

Fortunately, I got a good night's sleep and put on my lucky underpants.

Zeke!

Zeke!

Diamond Jim Dantley!

Stanley Skateboard. You are one brave, whacked -out kid.

Sure you're up for this?

All good.

It's all good.

Hey.

Just so you know, I got a girlfriend, but one word from you, she's toast.

Hey, big bro.

How you feeling?

To be honest, it's kind of weird not having Luther here.

Whatever. Just wanted to let you know we had a nice run.

A couple laughs.

Ginger, it's not like you're never going to see me again.

Yeah, right.

Hey,

Daniel Boone.

As a wide frontiersman once said, when your trail buddy crosses you, get your

CDs back. I want my Hilary Duff.

your top in that.

Hello, darling.

Make no mistake.

You gotta have brains, guts, and stainless steel buns.

Watch out!

All Zeke has is dumbness.

I don't even know what you're talking about.

Face it, Luther.

Your bro's a goner. Can it, Kojo.

Zeke isn't a goner. He's right in that tunnel up right now.

Uh -huh.

We're waiting.

He's right there, Kojo.

Just what I thought.

A goner.

Who it is?

I'm Outskies.

Sadly, well, I hardly knew you.

Olivia, wait.

I'll give you a ride.

It's okay. I'd rather walk.

Oh, it's all good. I'll just ride next to you, make sure no one creepy follows

you home.

I thought not having a brother was going to feel better than this.

I mean, it feels okay.

I just thought it'd be better.

What should we do?

I'm going in.

Don't try to stop me.

Pants.

These pants.

They're still warm.

This can only mean... I don't know what this means.

We're here. It's me. Hurry.

What's going on?

Take your pants off.

Take them off. The dog's deep pants to me.

They're mean, vicious.

They're very pushy. You shouldn't have come in here, man.

What was I supposed to do?

You were in here.

Thanks, Luz.

I know I shouldn't have acted the way I did.

Being all bossy and the whole Gordon ordeal.

I know I should probably say sorry, but you know my policy of never apologizing.

Right, but that's kind of a jerk -noying policy.

Yeah, I know, and I'm really sorry about that, all right?

What is it?

What? What is it?

I guess this is it, bro. I love you.

Ditto, dude.

It's just a little sissy dog.

Dude, a bunch of little sissy dogs.

Deliver it.

You're killing me.

How can you snack in time like this? You're killing me.

Okay, guys.

Let's treat.

Weird twist of events, the Liver Nubs people heard the story about two

courageous skateboarders who came to pack a wild dog. And they decided that

were just the guys that they wanted to sponsor.

Liver Nub, a dog's best friend.

And a skateboarder.

And cut.

That's a wrap, everybody.

Isn't this great?

Check out the new gear, Poly Blasters.

I slept with mine last night.

Slow butter.

So, it looks like we're definitely on our way.

Living the dream of becoming world famous skateboarders.