A World Without WordGirl/Transcript

mustard and the really spicy kind, because any of it gets your tongue, it'll burn so bad, you have to take a sip of milk. Ha ha ha yeah, I am  bad. mom... ...and sometimes my brother. You remember my brother Brent, don't you, the handsome-... the police arrive to pick him up because right now. I really have to go. Thank you! Bye!
 * Meanwhile, at the local sandwich shop...
 * Everybody stay back or I'll spray you all with hot deli
 * Hey, Why are you doing this?
 * Because I am supposed to be the sandwich king and I don't want anyone eating sandwiches that aren't made by me!
 * But these people, they come here to eat my sandwiches. Do you understand that Mr... sandwich-head.
 * Can't you please not call me sandwich-head.
 * I'm sorry, pal but, uh, hey, you realize you got a sandwich for a head, right?
 * Forget it, WordGirl! Nobody tells me what to do! Except my
 * Yeah, yeah. can we just do this? i really don't have the time.
 * It's 12:30.
 * I know the time. I just don't have the time.
 * Boy, WordGirl, you really seem antsy. Are you in a rush or something?
 * WordGirl, Thank you so much. There's got to be some way I can make it up to you.
 * Yes! In fact, I know just the way. Keep an eye on Chuck until
 * Boy, she did seem antsy, though, Didn't she.