1992 Called


 * Pizza Steve: Hey, Uncle G.
 * Uncel Grandpa: Yeah, what?
 * Pizza Steve: 1992 called. And wants those ridiculous pants back.
 * Uncle Grandpa: Oh, well, alright.


 * Uncle Grandpa: Well, that's that. Hey, remember that time I wore those wild pants int he 90's.
 * Mr. Gus: Uh, huh. That's just happened.


 * Pizza Steve: I'll get it. Yello.
 * Guy: Hey, man, Am I getting my pants back or what?
 * Pizza Steve: Oh, hey. Totally, bro. Uncle Grandpa just send them through to the time portal.
 * Guy: Well, then, where they at?
 * Pizza Steve: I don't know. Just give me a minute will ya. Time travel takes time.


 * Pizza Steve: 1992 called again. He didn't get the pants.
 * Uncle Grandpa: That's impossible. Hello?


 * Uncle Grandpa: (Gasps) The Time Police? But I sent the pants back.
 * Mr. Gus: Well, you sent the pants alright. Back to 1492.
 * Uncle Grandpa: Whoops.


 * Mr. Gus: Well, what are we going to do now?


 * Uncle Grandpa: Who wants to go with me?
 * Mr. Gus: I do.


 * Uncle Grandpa: Okay. I only take one of you.


 * Uncle Grandpa: Mr. Gus, I just realized I made a terrible mistake.


 * Guy: What the? Aah! What do you want?


 * Pizza Steve: I got them.
 * Uncle Grandpa: How did it go?
 * Pizza Steve: Not good. I think we're going have to wait until he fall asleep before we trying anything else.
 * Uncle Grandpa: Okay. Shh. He's out ilike n the light. Let's go. He turned into pallows and the pants are gone.


 * Guy: Who do you think you are?


 * Uncle Grandpa: We're here to take your pants back to the future where they belong.


 * Uncle Grandpa: Wait a minute. That's it. Hello, time Police. Yeah, hi. I like to report a time crime. Uh, I'm in 1492 and there's a guy who wear pants from 1992. Uh, gotta go.
 * Guy: Hold it right there.
 * Colombus: What the?


 * Pizza Steve: Hey, this place is pretty cool.


 * Uncle Grandpa: Speaking of pants. We better get this pants back to 1992. Here's your pants back.