Eric: Whoa. Whoa. Hyde, you're going to a school dance? You're going to stink bomb the teachers' lounge, aren't you? I want in.
Hyde: No, man, kid stuff. See, during the dance, I'm going to throw a party in Coach Ferguson's office. I'm bringing my best stuff.
Fez: A party with your best stuff? Are you saying what I think you're saying?
Hyde: You know it.
Fez: Oh, boy, you have a pinata?