Goof Troop

Max: What happened to you? PJ: Marty showed his knuckle collection. Max: Sorry. Rose went off so I just followed her. PJ: And? Max: You want the good news or the bad news? PJ: The bad. Max: She loves the gift and she said yes to the dance. PJ: But what's bad about that? Max: She wants to go with me. (PJ was distraught, shocked and fainted in his locker)

PJ: "I am like a flower, hidden beneath the shady path -" Operator: "Hello; Love Talk; you're on air." PJ: "I am - OK, uh - well, I kinda like this girl, see?" Operator: "Eh, same old story, huh?" (Laughs) PJ: "Oh, yeah, right, but, she doesn't know I like her, OK, so, what'll I do?" Operator: Whatever you do, don't play your hand too soon… (Gives advice)

Max: (To PJ) Well, maybe she didn't see the "real you", but you did find the poem; Ugh! And an exotic new smell too!

Peg: Petey Pie, I'm worried about PJ; he barely touched his third helping. You think it's the mumps? Pete: Naw, it's probably just your cooking, Hahahah! Just joking. Peg: Ha ha, guys humour; how amusing.

The Real Me (by Rose Deckenbloom): I am like a flower Hidden beneath a shady path, Waiting for someone to bring my world to life, Waiting for someone who will see that, behind my shy and quiet eye, I am alone, waiting to bloom.