Leave It to Beaver Page #4

That's what you

keep tellin' me.

Ah, what a sport.

Hey, can't you read?

No dogs allowed.

Aw, come on, Eddie.

I'm supposed to be watchin' him.

This is for

mature audiences only.

Tie him up to a lamppost,

and we'll bring him a bowl of kibble.

Just wait here.

This won't take long.

[ Laughing, Chattering ]

[ Sniffs ]

[ Chattering ]

Man, I wish

I were that straw.

- Oh, my God.

- I'll do the talking.

You just stand there and

laugh and shake your head,

like, "Where the heck

does he come up with this stuff?"

Take another step and I'll file

a restraining order.

Easy. We come in peace.

Hey. Aren't you

Wally Cleaver?

Yeah. And I guess you

already know my friend Eddie?

We've never formally met.

Well, we just came

to say hi.

- See ya.

- You don't have to leave yet.

Don't you wanna sit down?

Really?

[ Humming ]

- Choice wheels.

- Thanks. I got it by lying to my dad.

You ridin' B.M.X., man?

Oh, no. I'm only

allowed on the sidewalk.

Oh, a flatlander.

Let me do some wheelin', huh?

- Y-You wanna ride it?

- Hey, thanks, dude!

Cool!

Where'd you learn

all that stuff?

It's a feel thing.

I got a few more tricks.

Cool!

Can you show me?

Yeah, sure.

I got one you'll never forget.

- Hey!

- Don't worry! I just need

to whip up a little torque.

[ Beaver ]

Awesome, dude!

Hasta la vista, baby.

Hey!

Hey!

Come back here! Hey!

[ Panting ]

So, did you feel

the electricity between us?

- You didn't say a word in there.

- Exactly!

A few sorrowful looks,

some well-placed grunts,

just like my man,

Brad Pitt.

[ Scoffs ]

Come on, Beav.

Let's go home.

- I can't.

- How come?

This cool guy came up

and wanted to show me...

these cool bike tricks,

and I let him ride my bide.

He did these cool bike tricks.

I thought it was pretty cool.

He wanted to show me another

trick, and I let him ride it.

Then he rode away and away

and never came back!

You got your

new bike jacked?

Beav, how could you

let that happen?

I guess it's cause he stole it

a little bit at a time.

Oh, man.

Thanks again

for the ride, Fred.

Don't worry. I won't let you forget it.

[ Laughing ]

- Well?

- I don't know.

But his hair looks kind of messed up,

like he's been yelled at all day.

You know, Beav, you may have

lucked out, after all.

- Yeah, it's pretty good.

- It's good, Mom.

- It's just delicious.

- Yeah, I cooked dinner.

- Would you pass the meat, please?

- Sure, Dad.

- June, you've outdone yourself.

This meat is outstanding.

- It's great, Mom.

Here you go.

Did you get some bread?

Beaver? Why are you

eating so fast?

So I can be excused.

Don't be in such a hurry.

Tell us everything you did today.

Everything?

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