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Episode: 220
Original Air Date: 3/4/01
Remember Cynthia? She was the new Krelboyne girl that had
some weird obsession with me. And then I, uh, threw the brick
through her window. Well, she decided to have a party. The
thing is, Krelboynes don't have parties. I mean, it's like
an unwritten law or something. And if they do have parties,
only Krelboynes come and then, what's the point?
Anyway,
Cynthia handed out like a million flyers for her "Be
My Friend" party and she just seemed to be setting herself
up for disaster. I thought the decent thing to do would be
to set her straight. You know, save her the pain and disappointment
of not having anyone show up. At first she was just in total
denial. She said I was jealous because I can't make friends,
so she told everyone we were co-hosting! I knew then that
there was only one way to prove my point: The Krelboyne Wall
of Shame.
We're
all on it. Me, Lloyd, Stevie. An entire wall in the boys'
bathroom is devoted to making fun of us. And Cynthia's there
too. I thought it would open her eyes to the dangers of Krelboyne
party planning. Instead, I just made her cry. She cancelled
the party the next day, which meant everyone was mad at me.
Couldn't they see I was trying to help?
Meanwhile,
Dad thought if he spent more time with Reese, Reese wouldn't
be such a screwup. So, they enrolled in this cooking class
- and Reese turned out to be a natural gourmet! It was really
weird, but we had the best dinners ever. Plus, Mom and Dad
were so busy marveling at Reese's new talent that they didn't
notice my lame social life screeching to a halt.
The
day the party was supposed to have been, I went to Cynthia's
house to apologize. Not for telling the truth, but for being
kind of harsh about it. I tried to tell her that she was a
funny, unique, great person and that if other kids didn't
appreciate her that was their problem. And then a strange
thing happened. People started showing up. Not just Krelboynes,
but other kids who heard about the party. Pretty soon Cynthia's
house was packed with people. Even the Krelboynes were having
fun. It was one of the few times I was happy to have been
wrong.
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