A parent of preteens occasionally finds himself watching such drivel. Never mind the fact that nearly every aspect of the series seems to have been lifted bodily from "Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide" (perhaps the producers felt their viewers wouldn't be familiar with that decade-old show). The political correctness is truly revolting and renders the entire scenario unbelievable. Of course, the white male protagonist has to have a black best friend and a female best friend. I can deal with the girl, but the black friend is unlikely, made profoundly more so by said friend's ghettoish mannerisms. Crispo wouldn't be caught dead with this guy were he a real boy. Next, we find out that the African-American fellow is a "genius" and "the smartest kid in the school," but presently we find that he is a study animal. A true genius never studies, as paying attention in class and reviewing one's notes once before an exam more than suffices. These facets of profound surrealism pretty much ruined the whole show for me, even if some of the comic scenes involving the raccoon rescue, the runaway bulldozer, etc., were mildly amusing. Too bad.