"Mike, you feelin’ weird, dude?"

"Yeah, Tom, I feel kinda funny. Like, light-headed or something."

"Yeah, same here. Remember earlier when we were making fun of those cheerleaders?"

"Yeah, called them bimbos and everything. What about it?"

"Well, the coach gave us that weird look. You think she did something?"

"Come on, Tom. It’s just a look. What’s she gonna do, curse us?"

"I don’t know, man. I feel kinda... different."

"Like, what kind of different?"

"I don’t know. My hair feels longer, and my chest feels... heavy?"

"Dude, that’s weird. My hair does feel kinda longer too. And my chest... oh my God."

"What, Mike?"

"I think I have boobs, Tom."

"No way. Lemme check. Holy crap, I have them too. What’s happening to us?"

"I don't know, like, maybe it’s the coach? She was really mad."

"Yeah, we were total jerks. But like, this is crazy."

"Oh my God, Mike, we have boobs! And our hair is so long and pretty."

"Yeah, and, like, our voices are higher too. It's kinda sexy, huh?"

"Totally. And I feel like, super horny. I just wanna, like, find a cute guy."

"Same here, babe. But wait, weren’t we, like, talking about something?"

"Yeah, like, we were mocking the cheerleaders or something?"

"Totally. And now we’re, like, cheerleaders? That’s so hot!"

"So hot! Like, our boobs are amazing. And my butt is so round!"

"Yeah, like, mine too! I can’t stop touching it."

"Hey, weren’t we supposed to, like, figure something out?"

"Um, yeah, like, something about the coach?"

"Oh, right! She was mad at us for calling the cheerleaders bimbos."

"And now we’re bimbo cheerleaders! That’s so funny!"

"Totally! But, like, what were we talking about again?"

"Um, no idea. But I feel like, super horny."

"Yeah, I just wanna find some cute guys and, like, make out."

"Me too, babe. Hey, like, do you remember our names?"

"Uh, I think I'm, like, Candy?"

"Yeah, and I’m, like, Bambi? That sounds right."

"Totally! We’re, like, best cheerleader bimbos."

"So, like, why were we talking about the coach again?"

"Um, I don’t remember. But let’s go find some guys, Bambi."

"Yeah, Candy, let’s go! This is, like, totally awesome!"

"Wait, Bambi, wasn’t the coach mad at us for making fun of the cheerleaders?"

"Oh yeah, Candy! We called them... uh... 'bimbots'?"

"No, silly, we called them 'blimbos.'"

"Right, 'blimbos!' But, like, what’s a 'blimbo'?"

"Um, I think it’s like... oh, I don’t know, but we’re so, like, totally cute now!"

"Totally! And, like, why are we talking about the coach?"

"Uh, I think it was something about... Oh my gosh, look at my nails! They’re so pretty!"

"Yeah, and my lips are so pouty! We should totally find some guys to show them off to."

"Totally! But, um, what were we talking about?"

"I don't remember. But, like, it doesn't matter. Let’s just go have fun!"

"Yeah, Bambi, let’s go! We’re, like, totally the hottest cheerleaders ever!"