Teen Titans Go!

Okay, Titans,

I have brought you all to the park

for a very important reason.

Starfire is going to blow some bubbles

and we are going to see how many we can pop.

Whoever pops the most gets some stickers.

Understood?

Then let's do it.

Whoa!

Check out those dudes!

Those grandpas on the old rollerblades?

Grandpas?

They're obviously in college. Probably super popular too.

I don't know.

Only adorable old grandpas who like old things

would wear rollerblades.

The rolling blades are indeed unfashionable.

Like the bicycle with the large wheel

and the tiny wheel from ancient Earth times.

Fresh!

Look at that air they're getting with those sweet blades!

They're so, so...

What is this word?

Rad?

Rad is a word that is used when cool

or awesome aren't enough.

When you do an impressive trick on a bike, that's rad.

When you shred some gnarly waves, that's rad.

When you kick-flip front side ollie skateboard, that's rad.

No one says "rad" anymore.

Yeah! That's like saying, "Daddy-O" or "bully for you."

I bet they say "rad."

I think I'm going to talk to them!

I can't talk to them.

What if I say something embarrassing like,

about my thighs?

We really don't care what you do.

Thank you, Beast Boy. I'll do it!

Have the fun times with the rad grandpas!

Yo, dudes.

Uh, my thighs are really skinny.

I mean, I'm Robin.

I'm Randy, that is Chip. What do you want?

Uh, just wanted to say, dudes,

your rollerblade style is so rad.

Man, tell us something we don't know!

So would you guys mind if I shredded some sweet rails with you?

Oh, yeah! Great idea!

Not!

But, why?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe it's because you do not have that cool, funky, fresh style.

Or maybe, it's 'cause you the Mayor of Loserville!

Why are you being so mean?

Eh, man, we're rad dudes with bad 'tudes.

No apologies!

Let's blade out of here, Chip.

We got to practice for the big race down the Demon's Tongue.

- The Demon's Tongue? - Yeah, check it.

Only the most bodacious and dangerous rollerblade race...

...in the universe.

And we win it every year. No big deal.

I want to blade on the Demon's Tongue.

Hey, like, that is a really good idea!

Not!

So, did you make the friends with the rad grandpas?

Let's just go home.

Come on, Robin.

Don't let those jerks get you down.

Just wanted to shred.

Is it too much to ask?

Oh, how was your day, dear?

Bogus. Totally bogus!

Hey, watch your language, young man, or it's off to the military academy!

I don't even care. I mean, I don't fit in here.

Why did we have to move?

You know why!

Coalminers go where the coal is.

Yeah? Well, I hate it here.

And I hate coal!

You watch your mouth!

Coal puts food on your plate and clothes on your back!

All I want are rollerblades.

Rollerblades?

We don't have money for antiques!

I got to get to the mine.

Dear?

Oh!

Whose blades are these?

Who do you think?

The Old Man?

- He was a rad dude? - The raddest.

Until that racing accident on Demon's Tongue.

Your father was in the lead.

Shredding like a bodacious dude!

He was showing off and took the gnarly shortcut.

It was too rad.

Even for him.

After that, the only job he could get was in the mines.

He should have gone right.

Well, what you waiting for, you silly goose?

Try 'em on.

Aww.

Ah! What's up, guys?

What do you think of my new threads?

D-uh!

What are you wearing?

Yeah! That is way too much neon.

Uh, not cool.

Whatever.

Talk to hand, losers, 'cause the face ain't listening.