I must say that I could never even come close to figuring out why this movie was ever made. You have a small group of teenage boys, seemingly a little light in their loafers, ringing doorbells of strangers then running away, giggling like little girls. Hiding in the bushes and continuing to giggle!

And they rang the same doorbell over and over again as the night went on. I am surprised nobody ever came after them.

Well, there was that one old man who sicced his dog on them after the fifth time of ringing his bell.

I guess the title of the flick was set by the words spoken by the guy who said he had to leave and go home to finish his homework or somewhing.

I guess. Have you even sat through anything as pointless as this film?

I think I have! It was the Sarge Ripchick one.

At least that one had fighting.

And the stuff about the guy with a wooden leg.

Yeah.

(beat)

Until next time, when we will discuss the new film, "My Daddy is Over There!", I'll say, so long from Junior Peabody ...

... And Joe-Bob Lewellyn.