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Hang on a second.
Hello?
- Barry?
- Adam?
-Can you believe this is happening?
- I can't believe it. I'll pick you up.
Looking sharp.
Barry, why don't you use the stairs. Your father
paid good money for those.
Sorry. I'm excited.
Here's the graduate.
We're very proud of you, son.
And a perfect report card, all B's.
Very proud.
Ma! I got a thing going here.
- You got some lint on your fuzz.
- Ow! That's me!
- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
- Bye!
Barry, I told you,
stop flying in the house!
- Hey, Adam.
- Hey, Barry.
- Is that fuzz gel?
- A little. It's special day, finally graduating.
Never thought I'd make it.
Yeah! three days of grade school,
three days of high school.
Those were so awkward.
Three days of college. I'm glad I took
off one day in the middle and just hitchhiked around the hive
of aviation ,
there is no way that a bee
should be able to fly.
and a bee is a bee, not many people know this
Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway
because bees don't care
what humans think is impossible.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Yeah! Let's shake it up a little farts loudly .
Barry! Breakfast is ready!