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Stick Hockey

Rigby:Rufus passes to Blue, Bluey to Old Man Samson, Samson with a twirl and OHHHHHHHH!
Mordecai:Whoa, sweet shot! Mordecai:OHHHHHHHH!
Rigby:Aww man! Alright, you're going down. C'mon fellas, let's pick it up!
Benson:Hey! What the heck are you doing?
Rigby:Huh? Mordecai:WHHHHHOOOOAAAA!
Rigby: Aww, what? Benson distracted me, no fair!
Mordecai: (excitedly) Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Rigby: Alright, best out of fifteen.
Benson: Whoa, whoa, hold on a second. You guys are supposed to be working.
Mordecai: Yeah, I know but, c'mon check this out! We found crammed in the back behind all this junk.
Rigby: Miniature man hockey dome.
Benson: It's called Stick Hockey. And it's mine.
Rigby: It's so much fun.
Mordecai: So much fun.
Rigby: So much fun.
Mordecai: So much fun.
Benson: Look I don't care how much fun you think you're having, you're supposed to de-gum the park today and now I find you holed up in here twiddling some sticks?
Mordecai: Ugh, don't say it like that.
Benson: I knew I should've gotten rid of that game. It's a waste of time.
Mordecai and Rigby: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Mordecai: Okay, okay, we'll go out right now and finish de-gumming. Please just don't get rid of the game!
Rigby: It's so much fun.
Mordecai: So much fun.
Benson: (defeatedly) Fine. If you finish all your work on time you can keep the game.
Rigby: Yes!
Mordecai: All right!
Mordecai and Rigby: Thank you thank you thank you thank you.
Rigby: We did it! Mordecai: See? Having a goal totally focused us!
Rigby: I get it now, work hard and then play hard!
Mordecai: And we're gonna be playing hard all night!
Rigby: (disgusted) Ugh, don't say it like that!
Mordecai and Rigby: What!?
Mordecai: Okay, Benson, where is it?
Benson: Where's what?
Mordecai: Our stick hockey table!
Benson: I got rid of it.
Mordecai and Rigby: Aw, what!?
Rigby: But you said we could have it!
Benson: Nice try, there's no way you two de-gummed the entire park.
Benson: Oof!
Mordecai: We kept our end of the deal so give it back.
Benson: Sorry, I already took it to the thrift store.
Mordecai and Rigby: What!?
Rigby: Who does that?
Benson: How was I supposed to know you'd actually finish your work for once?
Mordecai: You can't just say one thing and turn around and do another!
Benson: What are you talking about? You guys do that all the time!
Rigby: That's different, you're the boss!
Mordecai: How are we supposed to work for someone we can't trust?
Benson: Hey! Trust me, I did you guys a favor. That thing is a waste of time. Skips, back me up. Skips: You shouldn't of thrown away their game, Benson.
Pops: I concurr, one must be a man of his word.
Benson: I can't believe this!
Mordecai: We want our game back.
Rigby: Yeah, man. You owe us!
Skips: You do owe 'em.
Benson: Alright, let's go get it.
Employee: Yeah, yeah, the game with the sticks. Nah, it's gone. I sold it to Jeffy over at Thift World.
Mordecai and Rigby: What!?
Employee: Yeah, it was in great condition. I don't know what someone would just donate it like that.
Mordecai: Yeah, they probably weren't thinking straight.
Employee: Wait, where's my head? I got another stick game in the back!
Mordecai and Rigby: Really!?
Employee: Yeah, right over there! Rigby: Aww what?
Mordecai: No!
Benson: (with mock enthusiasm) Hey, great find, guys! This is great!
Rigby: It's not the same.
Benson: No, but some would say foosball's better. It's got the same wrist action, plus mass appeal. Way more people play soccer than hockey. C'mon, give it a shot!
Rigby: So what's this called again? Foolsball? Hm! Mordecai: Aw!
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Rigby: See!
Mordecai: Argh!
Benson: So we gettin' it?
Mordecai: I can't believe you tried to pawn off that junky foosball table on us.
Benson: Sorry, jeez! At least, it was pretty much brand new! That old stick hockey game was a piece of junk.
Mordecai: Oh, of course you'd think that!
Rigby: That piece of junk was the coolest thing in the whole park!
Benson: Sure, it's cool now, but keep playing it and one day, bam! Your lives are ruined.
Rigby: What are you talking about? It's just stick hockey! Benson: Could you just trust me on this one?
Mordecai: Alright, Benson, we trust you. Oh wait, now I'm taking the trust I said you could have and throwin' it away instead.
Mordecai and Rigby: OHHHHHHHHH!
Benson: This wouldn't have happened if you guys had done your job!
Rigby: No, no, no. You can't get mad this time. You messed up, not us!
Benson: Argh! Just listen to me!
Mordecai: You know what, Benson? Forget it. Thanks for all your help, but we can get the stick hockey table without you. Benson: What the heck!? How am I supposed to get back to the park?
Mordecai: Uh, we're heard there was a stick hockey table here?
Pops: Benson! Care to join our game of cards?
Benson: Not now, Pops.
Pops: Suit yourself!
Skips: Where are Mordecai and Rigby?
Benson: How should I know!? They stole the cart and took off without me! Can you believe it?
Skips: After what you pulled? I believe it.
Benson: What!? You're still on their side!?
Skips: You should've at least given them a chance.
Pops: It seems the honourable thing to do is apologise. Oh look! This one is you! Benson: Alright.
Skips: Hmph. Benson: Mordecai, Rigby, are you there? Pick up!
Skips: Let me try. Mordecai, Rigby. Are you there?
Rigby: (over walkie talkie) Hey Skips.
Benson: Tell them I want to talk to them! Tell them!
Skips: Where are you? Where are you guys?
Skips: Uh huh. Mmhm. Okay.
Benson: So what are they still mad at me? Where are they?
Skips: You're not gonna like it.
Rigby: This is so not fun.
Mordecai: So not fun.
Rigby: I don't want him to chop off our heads!
Chong: Who's going to finish your game now? Benson: I'll finish it! Chong: Death Dragon!
Benson: Well, looks like we're up. Just remember what I taught you.
Dave: Thank you master!
Benson: I'll see you in the finals! Dave: Oh, my neck!
Benson: Dave!
Dave: Master I thought you said this was gonna be so much fun! Guh! Benson: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Chong: I always knew the dragon would return to his lair. Benson: I go by Benson now.
Chong: Oooh, Benson.
Benson: I'm here to get my friends and go.
Chong: Who, these pathetic stick twidlers?
Benson: Don't say it like that.
Chong: Get rid of them.
Benson: No!
Chong: What are you going to do about it?
Benson: I'm going to finish the game and beat you like I should have ten years ago.
Mordecai: No! Benson! Don't!
Rigby: Don't do it! This game is to the death!
Benson: Trust me.
Chong: I see you've retained some of your skills. Too bad the game has changed.
Benson: There you go, good as new.
Mordecai: Thanks Benson, we-
Benson: Ah ah, before you say anything else, I want to apologize for getting rid of your game. I shouldn't have gone back on my word.
Mordecai: That's cool.
Benson: I guess I just didn't want to see you end up like me. Some dried-up loser stuck working at a park because he wasted his life playing stick hockey.
Rigby: Yeah, totally.
Benson: So what do you say, wanna play a round?
Mordecai: Ah no, I think we're good. We should've trusted you, Benson.
Rigby: We're going back to video games.
Mordecai: Later!
Benson: Why do I even bother.