Cleats by Bill Hinds for November 27, 2001
Abby: Let's see some hustle out there, Jack. Jack: Hey, I'm faster than you any day, girl. Mondo: Yeah, girl. Abby: Let's race. Jack: Anytime! Mondo: He'll dust you, Abby! Abby: While dribbling a ball. Jack: Bring it on! Right, Mondo? Right? Mondo: My gramma makes a habanero salsa that will take the taste of foot right out of your mouth.