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Plot
A random drug test coincides with a high school valedictorian's first hit of pot. With his college scholarship at stake, he enlists the school's biggest stoner to help nullify the results of the screening - by getting the entire student body high.
Future going up in smoke? Make sure it's some primo shit.
Random drug tests? You just can't study for them.
Hit It June 1st
Psycho Ed: Whut?
Travis Breaux: Yo, why do they call you Paranoid?::Paranoid: [Interrupting] What? Why you wanna know, man?
Brandon Ellis: Mr. Esquire... can I have a card?::Psycho Ed: [Beat] Did he molest you, too?::Brandon Ellis: In my mind!
Travis Breaux: Be somebody!
Chad: Where the fuck is the administrations office?::Older Female Donor: Are you fucking with me?::Chad: What?::Older Female Donor: What?
Travis Breaux: Martin, how many brownies did you eat?::Martin Gordon: ...14?::Henry Burke: Jesus...::Travis Breaux: H Christ!
Dr. Leslie Gordon: [trying to take advantage of Tameka] Daddy wants some chocolate!
Chad: Where the fuck is the administrations office?
Older Female Donor: That sounded like a wet fart.
Plot
Mitchell Goosen is sixteen/seventeen year old kid from California who loves to surf and roller blade. Yet, his parents, who are two zoologists were given a grant to work in Australia. The only problem was: Mitchell couldn't go with them. So, he gets sent to stay with his aunt, uncle, and cousin in Cincinnati, Ohio. When he arrives, he meets his cousin who is also his new roommate for the next six months: Wiley. Mitchell then goes to school and gets on the bad side the high school hockey players. Mitchell and Wiley end up enduring weeks of torture from the guys. Then, the big guys and Mitchell and Wiley have to learn to get along to try to beat the Central High School rivals in a competition down Devil's Backbone.
Keywords: aunt-nephew-relationship, balisong, boyfriend-girlfriend-relationship, bullying, cincinnati-ohio, cousin-cousin-relationship, family-relationships, high-school, hockey, hockey-game
The World's Only Rock 'N' Rollerblade Movie.
Mitchell Became The Most Popular Guy On Earth...Once He Took To The Sky!
To AIR isn't just human. It's necessary.
There are two kinds of people: those who get AIRBORNE...and those who don't.
The world's only Rock 'N' Rollerblade movie.
Heroes aren't made. They're AIRBORNE.
Mitchell's life was a California Dream...until he woke up in Cincinnati
Mitchell Goosen: Come on, Wiley, you hockey man, you hockey warrior!::Wiley: Hockey Nintendo!
Mitchell: How often does this once-in-a-lifetime wave come along?
Mitchell Goosen: Popeye, now there was a great man. Do you know why?::Wiley: He never joined the Hairclub For Men?::[buzzer sound]::Mitchell Goosen: Wrong. Because his motto was: I am what I am. Do you think Popeye ever worried about what he wore just so he could get Olive Oil in the sack? I should say not, Dude. And do you know why?::Wiley: He was gay?::Mitchell Goosen: Because he is what he is.
Nikki: So, if you could have lunch with any three people in the entire world - alive, dead, fictitious, I don't care. Who would it be?::Mitchell Goosen: What kind of question is that?::Nikki: A fun one, c'mon.::Mitchell Goosen: Well, I'd have to say Tom Curren; greatest surfer in the world, now that would be cool. And, um, maybe Ghandi. Not for lunch though, he wouldn't eat lunch.::Nikki: And the third one?::Mitchell Goosen: I'd have to say you.::Nikki: Me? You can have lunch with anyone in the world, and you would choose me.::Mitchell Goosen: You're not just anyone. You're special.
Mitchell: [to Jack] Chill Brah.::Augie: Did he just call you a piece of underwear?
Aunt Irene: That's the hole where the sausage factory used to be.
Mitchell Goosen: Mitchell Goosen at your service. I'm not from around here. What to tell. Don't know what I want to be when I grow up. Don't care. Just as long as I live near the beach and don't have to wear a tie. Then I'll be stylin'.::Augie: Stylin'? St-stylin'?::Mitchell Goosen: Let me tell you what stylin' is. The perfect session: A-Frame wave, ground swell, spittin' out salt water in your face, doing a little lip action move, a 360 without a bounce. I call it a Liquid Drano Wannabe Bullwinkle. I tell you no lie, my friends. It's a consciousness raiser.
Aunt Irene: Oh, I'm feeling kind of frisky.::Uncle Louis: Well, let's get out the Twister game.
Snake: My name's Snake. I don't like speech. I never even signed up for it. And I ain't got no hobbies, 'less you call collecting knives and putting tattoos across the foreheads of guys I don't like..."hobbies." And I have a 1.1 GPA...
Mitchell: The rule is, there's no rule, everything goes