Bruno & Boots: Go Jump in the Pool Page #5

"And after a few

"termite generations,

Boots's new school will be

"a pile of sawdust.

You can't be sent to a school

that doesn't exist."

I think this could work.

Yeah...

So once we cross the equator,

the Earth's gravitational pull

should allow us to slingshot

through the Earth's atmosphere.

And the llamas, Elmer?

I'm getting to the llamas!

Anyways. Once we reverse

the polarity of the neutron

flow, we should generate one...

Oh... okay. okay.

Okay, show of hands.

Does anybody have an idea

that doesn't involve

breaking the law?

Or destroying another school.

Or llamas.

Okay, um, remember when I said

there are no bad ideas? Yeah--

Your problem

isn't Boots leaving.

Your problem is convincing

his folks to let him stay.

So what makes

a York better than the Hall?

Nothing.

Yeah.

Except for Pizzaroo Pouches.

And their pool.

I kinda wish we had that.

Wilbur! That's it!

We're gonna get

Pizzaroo Pouches?!

No, we steal

York's pool! Right?

The question, okay?

How do we convince Boots'

jock parents to let him stay

at the Hall? The answer:

by giving him

everything a jock needs,

including his own pool.

Chris, dude,

you're an inspiration

to artists everywhere.

All right, Elmer,

what's the cost?

Materials, labor,

insurance, water costs...

150,000.

Dollars?!

Boys, how are we supposed to

make that kind of money?

It's easy.

Okay, Wilbur, take this down.

Needed:
$150,000.

Okay, well, now all

we need is a plan.

Oh, well, yeah. When you put it

like that, basically half done.

That's the spirit.

Now, Boots. What would

make your parents

almost as happy

as us getting a pool?

Oh, you mean besides me

getting a new roommate?

By you winning the next

York Academy-Macdonald Hall

swim meet.

Oh, perfect, okay.

Quick question:

how am I supposed to do the

thing that nobody's been able

to do in the last... oh, what

is it? I don't know... ever?

Dude, because you're awesome.

And you know how I know that?

Because I am awesome.

And awesome sticks to awesome

to make even awesomer to...

Plus, if you don't,

by this time next year you're

going to be sharing some dorm

with a meathead named Crusher

who probably smells

like sweat socks and cheese,

so...

balanced?

How do you get me

every time, man?

I am just that good.

Okay, next.

Read me that checklist.

Needed:
$150,000.

Why would my family

just give you $150,000?

Uh, because I said please?

No, you didn't.

Right. Well...

how about because your family

is one of the richest

in the country?

Do you think they

got that wealthy by

giving out money to stupid

things like swimming pools?

Didn't your dad buy Iceland?

No! Just rented it.

And only for Mother's Day.

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