Frankie: [v.o.] Since the dawn of time, kids have been trying to get away with stuff, and ours is no exception.
[Axl is strapped to a desk chair that is being pulled along by a car on the road]
Axl: Whoo! Oh! Best... day... ever!
[later, at dinner:]
Brick: Long story short, I still hate dodgeball.
Frankie: What about you, Axl? How was your day?
Axl: Whatevs.
Mike: In two years, we're gonna be releasing you into society, so here's a little tip: "Whatevs" is not the answer to any question.
Axl: Fine. School. Homework. Whatevs.
Frankie: Mm, speaking of homework, the next time you want to take our desk chair out on the open road, you might want to register it at the DMV first.