《groovy - steven hyde》002
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"push. push. come on, you gotta push it." kelso shouted.
isabella and donna were sitting on the couch looking at magazines so they weren't looking at what the boys were up to.
"how much longer?" hyde asked kelso.
"10 seconds. you gotta push harder or it's not gonna work." kelso said.
"this is so stupid." hyde said.
"it's not stupid. you're gonna love it." kelso said looking down at his watch.
"i'm not gonna love it." hyde argued back.
"okay, that's time. step away from the door." kelso said.
isabella turned her head and saw hyde and fez with their arms hanging up in the air.
"kelso, you're a genius." fez said.
"yeah, well, it's magic." kelso replied.
"you guys are idiots." isabella said with a chuckle.
"oh, my god. finally. i am so dehydrated." jackie said seeing eric come downstairs with drinks.
"oh, here. piggly wiggly diet creme soda." eric said passing a can to her.
"i told you my top three choices were tab, fresca, or diet rite." jackie said.
"again, you get piggly wiggly diet creme soda." eric said.
"then i'll just have water." jackie said.
"you know, there's a hose in the backyard." donna said.
"i've noticed that the pop selection has really went downhill since your dad got laid off." kelso said to eric.
"he's not laid off, he's just part time. and shut up." eric said.
"yeah, kelso, shut up." isabella said.
"kids. kids, kids, kids, kids, kids, kids, kids... the president is coming." kitty said rushing downstairs.
"what president?" kelso asked.
"the president of these united states gerald r. ford, the 36th... eighth... 40th... i don't know. he's the president." kitty said running into the other room.
"why would ford come to point place?" eric asked.
"because we are a whistle stop along his wisconsin campaign trail. my dad organized it." jackie said.
"dear, the next time you know a president is coming to town, please give me a little more notice. i need to vacuum. eric, you tidy up this basement. a pie! i gotta make a pie!" kitty said before going back upstairs with mini american flags.
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"wow. the president's coming." eric said.
"you know what we should do? that door thing again." kelso said.
"yeah!" all the boys shouted.
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isabella was sitting with her family at dinner and she poured herself some iced tea to go with her lasagna.
"bryan, you're driving isabella to school tomorrow morning." mary said.
"why do i have to drive her?" bryan asked in an annoyed tone.
"because we so generously gave you the car instead of her." david reminded him making isabella smirk.
"fine. but you better not make me late for football practice." bryan told her.
"yeah, like your time looking at yourself in the mirror doesn't make you late." isabella replied back.
"bella." david said.
"sorry." isabella replied.
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the gang was in the school gym for an assembly. isabella stood in between hyde and eric.
"settle down and we'll start the assembly. now, concerning the canned goods drive. motor oil is not a food." the principal said as everyone booed.
"i'm sorry, it's not. and all your booing isn't gonna make it one. now... as you all know, president ford will be visiting our fair city. and i know there are some of you ne'er do wells out there that might be planning some sort of, quote unquote, social statement type protest." the principal said.
"i can't believe this. who cares if ford is coming?" hyde said.
"it's better than when the oscar mayer weeniemobile drove through." eric said.
"okay, that's true." isabella said.
"they didn't even stop. they just slowed down and threw a bunch of hot dogs whistles at us." donna said.
"two girls in a phallic rv. driving around, handing out things you blow. what a great country." hyde said as isabella and donna playfully rolled their eyes.
"so let me tell you another thing, mr. or mrs. punk. protesting accomplishes nothing. oh, sure you might see a chance to prove your manhood or show you're cool, but this is our president. our president, darn it! so no shenanigans, you hear me? and if that's your kind of attitude, you might just as well go home right now." the principle said before fez walked out the door.
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"look, guys, we gotta do something that says we will not pay homage to a corrupt electoral system." hyde said.
"i know. a bloody coup." fez said.
"that's good, but we're looking for something great. something that would make our founding fathers proud, man, you know?" hyde said.
"let's streak!" kelso said.
"bingo!" hyde said.
"yeah! i've always wanted to do that, just run buck naked through a sea of people. be free and shake it around. all right, who's in?" kelso asked.
"will people be chasing us with torches and pointy sticks?" fez asked.
"no." kelso replied.
"then i am in." fez replied.
"great! eric? are you in?" kelso asked him.
"okay, streaking. i'm... don't get me wrong, i'm completely pro nudity, but i think my dad would kill me and i'm anti being killed." eric said.
"can't say i blame you." isabella said.
"hey, if there wasn't some huge downside to doing something this stupid, it wouldn't be worth doing, you know?" hyde told eric.
"good point." donna said.
"oh! and i could wrote some really great slogan like 'i hate the fuzz' on my ass." hyde said.
"if you hate the fuzz on your ass, why don't you just shave it off?" fez asked making everyone go quiet.
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isabella was sitting with eric and donna at lunch. fez walked over with his tray and sat down.
"all this food for 45 cents, it is unbelievable." fez said.
"wait for it." isabella mumbled.
fez picked up his fork and took a bite from his food before putting it back down.
"oh, i see." fez said.
"there it is." isabella said.
hyde and kelso walked over to the table and hyde sat beside isabella.
"so, forman, the rally's tonight, man. what's your decision?" hyde asked.
"yeah, are you gonna streak or not?" kelso asked.
"don't pressure him." donna told them.
"no, i've been doing some thinking and i'm in." eric said.
"all right." hyde said.
"well, you're gonna look like a bunch of idiots." donna said.
"a bunch of naked idiots." kelso said.
"that totally makes it better." isabella said sarcastically.
"thanks, kelso. look, we must keep this quiet. it can't go beyond this table. if my father finds out what we've planned, he will nail me to the wall." eric said.
"why are you all sitting at one side of the table, huh?" jackie asked.
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"okay, when the president starts his speech here, i'll blow my oscar mayer whistle and we go." hyde explained.
"did you write, i hate the fuzz on your butt?" eric asked.
"yeah. donna, here's your lipstick back." hyde said.
"keep it." donna replied.
"good choice." isabella told her.
"you got the masks?" eric asked.
"yeah, i got three snoopys and one nixon." hyde said.
"not it." they all said putting their finger on their noses, all besides eric.
"damn. fez, how'd you know how to do that?" eric asked him.
"my country invented not it." fez replied.
"so can we go already? i'm itching to release the hound here." kelso said.
"it's go time." hyde said as all the guys put their fists in the middle.
"oh, well, now look at you guys. what is it with you young people and columbo?" kitty asked.
"bye." eric said.
"bye." kitty said back before the guys walked away.
"i've gotta go meet my parents at the assembly." isabella said before walking away.
isabella got to the assembly and she sat with her parents and her brother.
"ladies and gentlemen... the president of the united states of america, gerald r. ford!" jackie's dad announced.
they saw the president trip making the crowd die down but he got back up so the crowd cheered.
"my god." david said.
"how lovely." mary said.
once the q&a portion came up, red was asked to go up and ask the president a question.
"um... mr. president... i... i..." red choked up.
"your dad is bombing." kelso told eric.
"poor red." isabella said.
all the sudden, everyone heard shouting.
"wee, wee! pee, pee! wee, wee! pee, pee!" eric shouted.
everyone saw that he was naked and he started shouting and ran off.
"was that eric?" bryan asked.
"i have no idea." isabella lied.
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