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That guy's really starting to creep me out.

What guy?

That guy.

He's been hovering around ramps all day. You haven't noticed him?

No,

I haven't noticed him.

But I think I know who he is and what he wants.

It's the library police.

But it was way overdue.

Melvin wins the spelling bee. Yeah, I'm not done yet. Still gotta figure out who

wins. Luce, I'm pretty sure Melvin wins.

He does? What?

Spoiler alert!

I should go give him his book back.

Look, I'm sorry, officer, okay? Just handcuff me gently.

I don't think he was liberated, police.

Yeah. Must be the video sheriff.

Wait, don't tell me. Dude, you won't believe what happened. Yes, no, maybe.

Don't forget that I'm a genius. Are you crazy? Someone should 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 just relax like nothing ever happened. Calm down.

It's only Tuesday.

We'll get a pizza.

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

It's only Thursday.

And by tomorrow, we'll have everything just fine.

Death Ripper versus Johnny Raw Dog.

You know, it doesn't get any sweeter than this.

Ruth and I live to skateboard, but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy a little

culture. Yeah, like classic rap and stinky cheeses.

We also enjoy the fine art of professional wrestling.

Oh, my favorite is the Death Ripper. I mean, the guy's got everything.

Death. Ripping in his snappy catchphrases. Wrist in pieces!

Oh, and his famous death drop.

Two tickets, please.

Sold out.

That's right, chimpanzees.

Bought up the last of the tickets.

You want some, you come through me.

Cojo, that's called scalping and it's illegal.

Maybe we should think about it.

Fine, how much do you want for them? Not for sale.

Yet. Holding on to these to the last minute. When you folks get desperate for

tickets, you're going to panic.

And when you panic, you'll pay top dollar. No way, Kojo. We're not falling

that. All right, we'll pay you double.

Oh, you sound desperate, but not panicked. See you at fight night.

Ah,

come on. I want to see the Death Ripper.

She brings so much joy to my life.

All right, Luke, we'll get there.

Hand me the tape.

Oh, no.

Oh,

no, no, no, no.

Yeah,

yeah. We're all out of tape.

The crate monster's got it.

Luke, it's just a possum. Go under there and get it. I'm not going under there.

He's got a home crate advantage.

I wouldn't go...

Man up, Luth. What would happen if your skateboard went under there?

I would probably cry a little. Luth, being afraid of things is no way to go

through life.

You know, you're right.

This guy's really starting to get on my nerves.

little pickle here.

What can I do you for? Why are you following us? Relax, fella. I just

check out some rad skating.

That's it? You're a skate fan?

Guilty as charged. I actually used to do a lot of skating when I was your age,

but you know, once you get older, I pretty much had to give that up. Give up

skating? Why?

Same old story. You know, I kind of got stuck in a job. A job that I actually

don't even enjoy anymore.

I don't want to be a Billy bummer, but the last time that I remember having any

real fun, I was chilling on my board.

I can't believe it.

Giving up skateboarding for some crummy job?

That's the saddest story I've ever heard.

It's just not right.

I'm going to need a minute.

I'm going to fix this.

Well, Dave, sorry, can I call you Dave? My name is Mitch.

You look like a Dave. The point is it's never too late to get back on the board.

Shucks, I don't know. Mitch, this is the real deal. You're obviously into it.

Yeah. And if you want to skate, I say skate. Okay, what about all my

responsibilities? Luke, what do we say about responsibilities?

Avoid them. That's right. Those are very wise words, gentlemen, but I don't even

have any gear.

We can fix that, too.

Nice.

Congratulations on your new look, bro. You look like a first -rate shredder.

What are you doing?

Oh, I thought we were trying on new looks.

Let's shred.

I gotta tell you, Mitch couldn't skate for beans. He was having a blast.

Not to pat myself on the back, but I think Luke and I did a pretty great

Solid day, Mitch.

Care for a papaya? It's a great source of proteolytic enzyme.

Yeah, this guy doesn't know how to tie his shoes, but he's an expert on

You know, Zeke, it doesn't get any better than this, but boy, am I dreading

going back to my job tomorrow.

Well, then don't.

Yeah, quit your dumb job. Quit?

No. If you don't like doing it, then what's the point?

You know, you're right.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to quit my job.

Awesome.

Catch you on the flip side, guys.

Oh, no.

Oh, not again. Not again.

Possum stole my enzymes.

Do you want to get that? Luke, enough.

Go get it yourself.

Great monster.

You in there?

Maybe he's running air.

Oh,

my

God.

Man,

I'm never going under there again.

Forget about the possum. Look on the bright side.

We stopped Mitch from going back to his boring job. We saved a man's life.

Too many ass movies.

My day can't get any worse.

What?

Big mistake, Beanpole.

Now I'm going to crush you. Just like I'm going to crush the Death Ripper

tomorrow.

Hey, hey, put my friend down. Why should I? Well, it's because he's going to

throw up.

Oh, you think you're so cool, huh? Well, I can't wait till the Death Ripper

drops you with his death drop.

Hear my roar!

Hey, what's your problem?

Just not feeling it. First off, you're supposed to be the raw dog.

Yet you're roaring like a lion. Make up your mind.

I never thought of that.

You know, we have a lot in common, dog.

Let me guess.

You find people annoying and like to yell at them? Yeah, pretty much.

You're a good raw dog. Just a little, well, raw.

For a small fee, I can make you great.

Really? Rawr!

That's your last roar.

What is going on here, okay?

then raw dog. I'm getting dissed by every animal in the forest. Don't worry,

bro. The Death Ripper's gonna take care of raw dog tomorrow night.

Be better, man, because I got nothing left, all right?

That's Mitch's bag.

Wait, what's Mitch doing with the Death Ripper's outfit?

Wait, you don't think?

Mitch is the Death Ripper.

Was the Death Ripper until you talked him into quitting?

I can't believe this.

The Death Ripper quit wrestling because of us. More you than me.

How was I supposed to know that Mitch was the Death Ripper? I had my

all along. You thought he was a top -secret library cop. Let's not point

fingers, all right? This stinks. And if the Death Ripper quits, then who's going

to stand up to Raw Dog? Maybe we're jumping to conclusions.

Just because the guy has a Ripper mask, it doesn't mean that he's the actual

guy. Rest in pieces!

Okay.

So it all starts with your entrance. What do you do when they announce your

name? Well, I walk in.

Give a couple roars.

A flex of pecs. And then I bust out the chicken wings.

Roaring. Chicken wings.

You're all over the place.

Look, when people hear raw dog, they want to see a crazy wild dog.

That's your hook.

Growling, sniffing, marking your territory.

More dog.

Got it. Let me hear your best bark.

Okay.

What are you, a poofy lock dog? Working out in my comfort zone.

Try it again.

This is going to be a long night.

Oh, hey, skater cats.

Word to your mother.

Can the old speak, Mitch?

Or should I say, Death Ripper!

What?

You think that's mine?

Guys, I bought that for my nephew at the mall.

Ha! There's no such thing as a mall!

All right, there it is. Look, I am amused that you think I'm the Death

character, but I'm not. I wasn't buying it. But there was one way to find out

for sure if he was the real Death Ripper. Getting him to do his famous

Death Drop.

Sorry, Mitch, our mistake.

Go back to your skating.

Sneak attack!

Nice work, Death Ripper. Ah, thanks.

Darn it!

Wait, so you're really hit? I thought you said you had a lame job. You're the

Death Ripper, wrestler's baddest dude.

That's the problem.

It's not me.

I'm a nice guy.

I collect... Damn.

I rescue pigeons.

Well, then how did you become the Death Ripper?

It was my mom's idea.

Oh, Big Bottom Betty. She was a professional wrestler, too.

Yeah, she was mad.

Thank you.

Anyway, I did it just to make her happy. So you're just giving it all up.

What about all your fans?

Sorry, but I am through being the bad guy.

Okay? I'm a skater now, just like you guys.

And guess what? It is officially shredding time.

I can't believe it. The fight's off.

Man, he was supposed to take care of Raw Dog for me.

Right then, I realized I couldn't expect other people to solve my problems.

So when Zeke left and everyone cleared out of ramps, I took care of business.

Myself. Listen up, you overgrown dust dealer.

Big Papa's in the house.

I'm not scared of you anymore.

Oh, I'm more than just a...

Yeah!

Come here.

Hit the shower, Possum.

Game over.

Oh, I'm glad to have my hat back.

All right.

Everyone looks like they're in full panic mode.

So, starting practice now.

$100.

Kojo, if Jets ever quit, fight's off. Your tickets are useless.

Huh? Oh, no, guys, wait, no. Oh, $5. $8? I'm desperate.

Oh, I take a stick of gum.

I did it. I stood up to that possum, and, man, it feels good. I mean, you're

looking at a new man, okay? A man filled with confidence and bacon bits.

Nothing stands in my way. Nothing.

Mitt, although I respect your decision to be a skater...

Something just didn't feel right about Mitch just walking away from the ring.

I thought I'd send him a well -worded text.

You are being really super -mega -dumb.

Get back into the ring as soon as possible.

And send.

And now, the Death Ripper!

Usually my texts don't work that fast.

Go down, random!

Go down!

Yeah! Really?

Go now!

Mitch.

Mitch.

Okay, you gotta help me.

Okay, you gotta get back into the ring. No,

no, no!

I'm sorry, good buddy. I'm done with wrestling.

I'm a skater now.

Listen to me. In 12 minutes, my best bro is gonna step into the ring with Raw

Dog. Raw Dog?

That guy's a real handful. But you know what? This one time at the garden, I had

him in a double -level lock, and... You know what?

I'm sorry. No, Zeke, I can't. I'm done with all of that. No, you said you were

done about playing a bad guy, but now you have a chance to show everyone that

you can be a good guy.

Golly, I kind of like the sound of that.

Then let's do it. All right.

All right.

Let's move, Peter.

All right. I swear I had tickets. I just gave them all away.

What? Ow, I'm with him.

Look who's panicked.

I'll give you a stick of gum.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to WXW Wrestling. Coming to you live from

Auditorium, where the Death Ripper warms up backstage.

Boy, we're really going to have a heck of a good match today, aren't we, Joe?

Boy, they're probably going to come out at any moment. This is the biggest event

I think that Gilroy's ever had in history, if I'm not mistaken.

Hey, Mysterio, WWE Superstar, what are you doing here?

Just passing through town. Heard there was a throwdown.

So you're the Death Ripper?

Luther Waffles, but don't tell anyone.

Hey, good luck, kid.

Try not to get smacked.

Okay. And now, entering the ring, the Death Ripper!

Here he comes. Look it, the mask is all ready to go. I'll tell you, this guy is

a specimen.

Whirling about like a whirling derby. Looks like he lost a little bit of

Joe, don't you think?

Yeah, I think so.

Oh, he is excited. Look at him.

And introducing the champion from parts unknown, Ro... Dog!

Look at him come out there. He's barking like a dog.

Makes you smile.

He survived 37 seconds in the ring with the world's most feared wrestler.

And Mitch never really hated his job after all.

He just needed a new identity.

He was a skateboarder now.