Credits.

Kennedy Hallway. Harrison and Josh discuss the death of April Tuna. "I'm never speeding again," says Josh, running his fingers through his newly mulletastic Simon Le Bon-esque hairdo. Harrison is all, "Are you growing a mullet?" Josh is all, "No way, man!" Harrison continues to muse over how fleeting life can be. Josh is not paying attention. He's still ruminating over the mullet comment. I'm not paying attention either because Harrison has been contemplating life's fleeting-ness in every goddamn episode since last November. Not that I know why, since I have no memory of what life-altering experience Harrison just went through or who this Clarence person is that they're not talking about. Harrison, who is obsessed with the details of April's fatal accident, tells Josh that Sam told him that when April Tuna was pulled from the wreckage, she was wearing capped sleeves.

Josh, in another scene in another part of the hallway, obviously misheard Harrison, because he tells Emory Dick that April was "de-cap-itated." Emory is all, "Oh my God," and then asks Josh if he's growing a mullet. Josh denies it. "I can't believe that the fire pie is gone," says Emory Dick. "And missing a head -- like a Pez dispenser at a garage sale." Hee! "I don't know which I'm more upset over. Your mullet or April's demise. Both are sad but true." Mary Cherry walks by. Upon hearing Emory Dick say the word true, she hightails it to the Novak to tell Brooke and Sam that Spandau Ballet's "True" was playing in April Tuna's car when the car hit the tree. Hello? Was that a shout-out to my favorite cheesy eighties pop hit? Sam and Brooke are horrified by this touching detail. "We were there and we didn't even notice that?" says Sam. "This just proves that we need Friday off!" says Mary Cherry, grinning mischievously into the camera.

Another scene, another part of the hallway. "So what you're saying," says Chem to Mary Cherry, "is that you want me to lie about the death of a student we all sadly overlooked, be in denial about my true lack of feelings and pretend we can't function so we can all get Friday off?" "Um…yeah," says Mary Cherry. "I'm on it," says Chem. Hee!