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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

Are you sure this place is great all-you-can-eat salad bar?

- Oh yeah. - Well, I guess we'll give it a try.

(MUSIC STOPS)

(GROLWING)

What do you punks want?

Table for two, please.

Oh, by all means.

Will you boys kindly give these gentlemen a table?

The salad bar might be great, Squeaks,

but the service is terrible.

This place is for bikers only.

Well, Squeaks and I just got our training wheels off last week.

Not bicycles, motorcycles.

Thunder rockets, hogs.

Well, I have a friend named Porky pig,

I could hitch a piggy back ride on him.

This restaurant only serves the toughest motorcycle bikers.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Huh?

Give us two sweet teas.

Hold the sweet.

Who are you guys?

- You talking to me? - Yeah.

- Are you talking to me? - Yes.

- Are you talking to me? - Yes, I'm talking to you.

Oh, hold on. It's hard to hear you with this helmet on.

This is my restaurant and I don't know you two.

I'm Chainsaw,

and this filthy animal here is Axehandle.

(GNAWING)

Well, we only serve bikers in here.

How do I know you're a couple of motorcycle riders?

(BABBLING ANGRILY)

Easy, Axehandle, easy.

Of course, we're motorcycle riders.

We rode in on that hog that's blocking the entrance.

- I got bugs in my teeth to prove it. - Ugh!

Axehandle's also got bugs in his teeth.

Get the picture?

Well, then, a couple of tough bikers like yourselves wouldn't have a problem

riding on Daisy.

Our mechanical bull.

No problem. Let's ride.

- You're on backwards. - Let's ride.

Okay.

Now, let's see how long you last on Daisy.

Not bad for a kiddie ride.

Time to take it up a notch.

When does it start to get rough?

(GROWLING)

If you really want a challenge, try standing up.

It makes your center of gravity higher.

(GRUNTING)

Giddy up.

Just because you rode a mechanical bull don't mean you're a biker.

- A biker has to be tough. - I'm tough as nails.

I challenge you to an arm wrestling match.

You're on.

One, two... (GRUNTS)

Hey, you didn't say three!

Too bad. This here's Rhoda's House and Rhoda's rules.

By the way, I had an onion and tuna fish sandwich with a side of sweatsock for lunch.

- Pa-pow. - Oh!

Oh! Hey, that's cheating.

Rhoda's Road House rule number one, there are no rules.

-(CLANK) -(YELLS)

- I win. - That doesn't count.

Rhoda's Road House rule number one,

I rule.

Not so fast! I'm still not convinced you're real bikers.

What more do you want?

Hot pepper eating contest.

Game on.

BOTH: Woo.

First, the extremely hot pepper.

(EXPLOSION)

Your turn.

That was nothing.

Next up, the crazy, hot ghost pepper.

(GLASS SHATTERS)

-(EXPLOSION) -(GROANS)

My turn.

(EXCLAIMS)

Is that what qualifies for ridiculously hot these days?

Then what about the Himalaya fire

"whatyouthinkingabout" pepper?

Not the Himalaya fire "whatyouthinkingabout" pepper.

Nothing happened.

Yeah. I thought--

Squeaks! I mean, Axehandle, I need milk!

(GULPING)

I need milk, too. Give me that.

Himalayan fire juice?

What you thinking about?

(GROANS)

One more challenge.

A real biker can do all sorts of bike tricks.

Like this.

Pow!

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Easy, Axehandle, easy.

He prefers to call that bike dancing.

And now, we're about to show you the most amazing bike dancing of all time.

Hit it, Red.

Let's square dance, y'all! Places now.

Now bow to your corner.

♪ Two hands up and round you go

♪ Break it off a dosey doe

♪ Licking mama chicken sticking picking your nose

♪ Rev your engine loud as it goes

(COUGHING)

♪ The sidecar is a pretty little thing.

♪ Take a proper nod around the ring

♪ Big tire up and big tire down

♪ Make that lady eat the ground

♪ Eat the ground, eat the ground

♪ Now spin yourself back around

♪ Lady spits out dust and the guys step in

♪ Back you go and forward again

♪ Allemande left, look over your shoulder

♪ Then just for fun, run the lady over

♪ And skip to the Lou, my darling

(GROANS)

(GROWLS)

♪ And now you're home Bow to your corner

- Rhoda's got a rage. -(TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ And bow to your partner ♪

-(CRASHES) -(RHODA GROANS)

(GROANING)

What can I get for couple of rough-tough real bikers like you two?

We'll take two small side salads and a couple of sarsaparillas.

Pretty please.

We'll get that right away for you and just like me. it's on the house. (GROANS)

(DAFFY DUCK EXCLAIMING ON TV)

Back! Stand back, landlubbers. It is I, Sir Daffy Duck.

I'm about to rescue this damsel in distress.

Well, actually it's more of a night gown.

(LAUGHING)

All right, you two. That's enough Daffy Duck for one day.

It's time for you two to go to bed.

BOTH: Oh, but we love Daffy Duck.

Just five more minutes.

BOTH: Please.

It's way past your bed time as is.

- But-- - You heard me.

No ifs, ands, or ducks.

BOTH: Aww.

Now, sleep tight, you two.

But, Mom, we're not even...

(YAWNING) ...tired.

Just close your eyes, Justin, and before you know it,

you'll be fast asleep.

I doubt it.

(CLAIR DE LUNE PLAYING)

Rise and shine, little ones. How did you sleep?

We flew to the moon.

And Daffy Duck was there.

Yeah. We played with the stars--

Then rode around the carousel with him.

Sounds like you had an incredible dream.

Now get dressed and come down to breakfast.

But it wasn't a dream. It wasn't.

Was it Phoebe?

-(FROG CROAKS) - Hmm.

Could be.

(BLOWS)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)