Ain"t no party like a Bonanza City party, "cause a Bonanza City party don"t stop. The kids are cutting loose in the saloon. I assume that"s not alcohol, but they"re already dropping depth charges into their drinks. Physically, at least, these kids are drinking at a college level! But not everyone"s joining the parting. Olivia, for one, and Emilie want to get some rest for tomorrow"s showdown. Wise move, because the next morning, Bonanza City looks like Delta House. Greg tries to "help" the council to wake everyone up by clanging pans and rolling over top of people. This does not earn him any friends, but since he felt screwed over for the gold star last time, his response is basically "fuck all y"all," and he goes on a profanity-laced tirade that leaves Sophia in tears. The ten-year-olds are quite worried about the nine-year-olds" ears. All the kids are worried about their stomachs, as the best Taylor"s crack kitchen staff can muster for breakfast is a handful each of hash browns. Fortunately, the long-gone pioneers who left the impeccably written journal have some experience in the area of lawlessness, and suggest council institute a curfew. The council decides to impose a 9:30 curfew, which goes over about as well as you"d expect. Fortunately, Taylor is there to lay out the council"s position: "Deal with it!" she explains. She says this a lot over the course of the episode -- hence the title. It"s probably a better title than the Greg option: "You"re A [Bleep]!" The challenge this week is to rustle some sheep, which are all tagged with playing cards; the first team to collect the three aces for is the winner. Taylor"s yellow team, led by Cowboy Colton, take the challenge and win the upper-class spot. Next is the blue team, then the green team (avoiding another stint as the lowly labourers), and bringing up the rear is the red team. But since they all completed the task in an obviously elongated five minutes, they get to choose either forty pizzas or a barrel of cocoa and a completely authentic Old West microwave (painted dusty brown). The popular choice is the pizza, but council opts for the more practical microwave, which I"m disappointed doesn"t come with a yellowed old-timey instruction manual ("be forewarned: ye olde Popcorn Button usually leaves plenty a" unpopped kernels in the bag"). Greg recovers from his temper tantrum to help right some fallen outhouses (which blew over in a dust storm), and appears to have another shot at a gold star. The other contenders are Morgan, the town mom, and Mallory, the town mature-beyond-her-ears eight-year-old, nominated by her sister Olivia for working her ass off. The fact the gold star would be awarded on Mallory"s ninth birthday seals the deal as far as Laurel is concerned, and sure enough, the council gives it to her, after a council meeting in which more people express disapproval of the way council"s running things. That is to say, they want Taylor to stop being so damn bossy. The tears start flowing from Taylor, which earns her no sympathy. But she promises to do better, which seems to earn her some conditional leeway. Greg, meanwhile, is still pissed.