I'm getting sick and tired of... Oh, what now? I just texted everyone a pig of me. That's my sister's shirt I'm wearing. Why? So weird. That doesn't. That tears it. I swear to Pete, you can't go two minutes without... Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh. Oh, come on. I will give each and every one of you all a's for the whole semester. If? If you can all go one full week without using modern technology. Let's do it. I'll mess it up. I'll mess it up. I'll mess it up. I miss my phone. What do you guys think it's doing right now? Come on, Kat, we can do this. Winnery winners. Owling. Were you pretending to text? Na declaré. Can I pretend to text him? I can't take it! I can't take this! What's your problem? Do you know what they're showing live right now on radius? What? A roller coaster got stuck at Mystic Mountain and there's no old lady hanging upside down from it. Oh, my gosh! Is this someone you know? No, it's someone I want to laugh at. But I can't watch the live video because of our stupid bet with psychoids. All right, boys, girls and others. Let's get this rehearsal started. Ah! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Ah! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Ah! Ah! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! See? I'm nowhere. I told you the girls are cracked before us. Yeah! And we guys don't want to lose our A's just because girls are weak. Weak? You might have a boy. Okay. Then let's change the bet. Boys against the girls. Whoever uses a phone or any modern technology first loses the bet for their side. It's on. It's on. I am going insane at not using my phone. And so are you. And let's face it, Cat is a disaster. Such a disaster. Okay, fine. Then let's just give up now. Okay. Where's the phone? I didn't call. Where's the phone? Wait! No! Help me! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, can't down! Think about this. We know we can't win. But, what if we can make the guys lose? Yeah. I'm not clear on the plan. We're going to trick the boys into using their phones before we do. Okay. You guys know how I have that weird mole on my butt? The mole shaped like a fish? Wait. So last night, my mom took a pick of it to send to our doctor. Go on. You want to know what my evil sister Trina did? What? Yeah. She copied the pick of my butt mole and post it on the slap. Outrageous. Mm-hmm. I sure would like to see that. Well, there's the box of phones right over there. Mm-hmm. Okay. Eh. That's not how I don't know. Rock, no! Don't! No! No! I have to check the slack now. There's a pick of Tori's butt mole! Let me go! You let me go! I'm in charge of this underwater submarine. Your point? You and your husband are accused of a very serious crime. Now where is he? Right behind you. Dad, come here. Where is Robbie? Here I am! Why are you dressed that way? It's like the scuba fairy. And I'm here to grant all of you underwater wishes. That is an embarrassing costume. Really embarrassing. I have to take a picture of him and post it online. Oh! That's what the guys want us to do so we'll lose the bits. Who cares? Look at him. This is too good. What are you doing? I am a teacher, and I am tired of this nonsense. Here. You want your phones? Take them. Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! That's it, everybody. The boys win! You were in on this with them? You helped the boys trick us. Absolutely. Why? First and always, Irwin Psychowicz... ...is a boy.