Fredrick(Dad): Not everything is about money.Zack: Now you're just speaking gerbil.David(Me): Kim should teach English...Fredrick(Dad): I know you guy... are worried but trust me, you won't regret this.Three brothers: Yes we will.[At College][Zack's perspective](Plays gentle music)Zack: Even though I think this is a stupid idea, I feel like I might actually be able to make a difference.College student: Um, Mister Wood.(Music stopped)Zack: Ew, I hate it already.[Austin's perspective]Austin: Okay,. He starts to say something else, but she smacks his ass with a crop and I say “enough talking. No more talking.” and she and I each stand on one side of him and kiss him, running our hands up and down his chest, and start to slowly strip him down, easing his shirt up over his head, and then walking him gently over to the bed, and laying him down, and removing his socks, one at a time. Then slowly, carefully I unbutton his pants and ease them down around his hips, and pull them slowly down his. “What happened? Am I doing too well?” My thoughts raced through my head, trying to figure out the meaning of her mysterious message. As I entered Professor X’s office I could see she had a serious face on. “When were you going to tell me you didn’t need my help anymore?, she shrieked. “I wasted so much time helping you!” I could see that she was angry, very angry.I was torn between telling her that I was really actually dumb and that I just spent time with her just to ogle at her. My heart. Get Covey on the horn; tell him to find us an LZ and bring in some air. Have him turn the choppers around at Dak To and send them back for us pronto, I'm pulling the plug on this fiasco."I nodded and unclipped the handset from my web gear. Fred wasn't one to abort a mission over some bullshit little thing, so if he was worried, we had stepped in it big time. I passed the message up to Covey. Our Covey rider was a big, rawboned former recon man named Jessie Caraway. Caraway was a hillbilly from.