At the party, as Riff tries to get Joyce drunk, Freddy announces that it’s time to play a game of Sardines, where the person who draws the lowest card has to run around in the dark and try to identify as many people as he/she can. And what does this have to do with sardines? Uhm? Well, let me get back to you on that...

Out in the parking lot, Lisa finds a rather greasy looking character decked out in a black leather jacket revving up the engine of his out Olds, trying to impress the chicks. And you know what the say about guys with ostentatious cars, right? E'yup. They're just over-compensating for the size of their *ahem* "stick shifts"... 

As the teen gang joyously celebrate the wreck by shot-gunning some beers and jamming out to the Beau Brummels, the scene degenerates into a mud-slinging orgy and wrestling match until Pete suggests that they push on into Hainesville and stir up a little trouble. And get themselves into some trouble they do. Big time...

Ed Wood Jr. pulls out all the stops with this one. It's got everything: good girls gone bad, oblivious parents, co-ed pajama parties, thrill-seekers, thrill-killers, sexual assaults, communists, girls in prison and illegitimate babies -- not to mention the prerequisite juvenile delinquents and the more than ample push-up bras...

When Cassandra begins running with Turk's crowd -- the wrong crowd, they meet and smoke reefer. And at first the girl resists, but eventually she caves to pressure and tokes up with a typical cinematic marihuana reaction: hysterical giggling followed by a vacant, glassy stare -- which is totally unbelievable because not one of them ever gets the munchies...