03x06 - Year Round Fun

[bunniefuu]

Wake up the masses!

Assume the crash position.

Hold on tight!

Take a deep breath...

For a cartoon crama-ganza!

Iiiiit's...

Kablam!

Where cartoons and comics collide.

Now to take you inside and turn the pages,

Here are your hosts, henry and june.

And u.s. Department of education

Hi, I'm henry.

And I'm june.

You know, for too long now,

Henry and I have been taking

The writers here at kablam!for granted.

Forget about us.

The real stars of the show are the writers.

June. What are you talking about?

I'm just reading the cue cards.

"So that's why the writers of kablam! Are going on strike."

[Horn sound] ah-ooo-gah!

What?

"They will no longer work on the show

"Unless they get higher salaries,

"Dental benefits...

Tangy buffalo wings on the snack table?"

Punks.

You know something?

Flush them.

We can do the show without 'em.

Yeah. They've just been holding us back.

Yeah. So get ready for

The new, improved, writer-free kablam!

[Crickets chirp]

Um...

So what happens now?

I...don't...know.

[Whispers]

Oh, right. Uh, turn the page.

Now, here's a really good...

Cartoon.

Nice work, henry.

Tv: many of you may recall that last year

Model rocket enthusiasts

Caused a passing airplane

To destroy the city firehouse.

[Sighs] I can't believe we lost that rocket.

This sunday, the fire department will be holding

A chili cook-off to pay for its new firehouse.

Boring.

The maker of the hottest chili

Will get to ride in this shiny, new fire truck.

Fire truck!fire truck!

Pally, our lifelong dream!

[Blows horn]

Last one to the kitchen is a rotten poodiscort!

♪ Someone's in the kitchen with yonas ♪

♪ Someone's in the kitchen ♪

♪ I know-oh-oh-oh ♪♪

Snizzer to mothership.

k*ller jalapenos at starboard port!

Whoa! Whoa!

You can't just dump stuff in like that.

You'll upset the delicate balance of flavorosity.

But, dueder. I thought we were trying to make

The nastiest chili ever.

We are. But the best way to do that

Is to follow the recipe.

Now, get ready to spice up your life.

[Gulp]

You call that hot? Ha ha.

Let uncle sniz doctor it up for ya.

You--you ruined it.

You are hereby dismissed from operation fire truck.

Fine. I'll make my own chili,

And you'll be waving from the sidelines

While I'm truckin' to glory.

♪ I want some hot stuff, baby, this morning ♪♪

Holy hamentashen!

Oh, cut me a wedge.

Somebody sounds worried.

Puh-lease.

My chili rocks your momma's house.

I don't need to change a thing.

Looking for something?

Uh... I, um...

I was just coming down for a glass of water.

Hah! Coming down to steal

My chili magic is more like it.

Don't flatter yourself, guy.

And what about you?

How do I know you're not down here

Getting into mychili?

Why would I want to do that?

Your chili redefines the term

"Lame chili".

Oh, yeah? Well, we'll just see about that tomorrow.

We certainly will.

Nut job.

Sociopath.

[Rumbles]

[Siren wails]

[Beeps]

[Rumbling]

By gosh, those are some hot-looking chilies.

I'm bettin' one of you boys

Is gonna be riding in

That shiny, new fire truck.

Wonder which one it'll be.

Pally, our lifelong dream.

Listen, sniz, i--

I know, fonzer, I know.

What fun is riding in that fire truck

If we can't do it together?

We've let the chili demon

Get our undies all bunched up.

Oh, it's true.

Ach! Me meshuggi.

Don't worry, pal.

Dr. Squeak's gonna make it all right.

From now on it's one chili,

Indivisible,

With herbs and peppers for all.

Bleee!

Fondue: fire in the hole!

Ahhhhhh!ahhhhhh!

Well, I gotta hand it to ya, champy.

You make one nasty, hot chili.

Nah. It was all you, sport bag.

Well, I guess we're both pretty fiery kitchen dudes.

Now how about that ride we've heard so much about?

Grrrrrr.

[Hollering]

Howdy, kablam-o-scabs.

As you may already know,

Our writers have gone on strike.

But not to worry.

We've got a sackful of k*ller ideas.

Like backwards day.

From now on, everything on the show

Will be backwards.

Pretty cool, huh?

Ow! That hurts.

Henry. Don't you mean "hurts that, ow?"

Yeah, whatever, june.

Henry. That's "june, whatever, yeah."

Ok, look. I've had enough of backwards day.

Oh, sure. Just because you didn't think of it.

No, because it's a lame idea.

Now, can we please go to action league now!?

Ok, but remember,

It's backwards day.

Who cares?

Care should you.

Announcer: dateline, action headquarters,

Where the action league gives an old rival

Time to cool his heels.

You action schmoes think

You're hot snot on a silver platter.

But you're really not!

Sticks and stones

May break our bones, but...

Ahhh!

Ow!

I've been waiting a long time to put the mayor away.

This calls for a celebration!

Chips and salsa, courtesy of the taxpayers.

[Chanting] salsa! Salsa! Salsa!

Count me out, you morons.

I've got stuff to do.

Gee. Do you get the feeling stinky doesn't like us?

Why should he? You're a bunch of morons.

Oh, yeah.

But there's more to it than that.

I'll tell you about it when I get back from the can.

Eeeewwww.eeeewwww.

Today's episode...

We find our heroes awaiting

An urgent update from the chief.

Whew!

I wouldn't go in there for a while if I were you.

Um, anyway. About stinky.

It all happened during the gulf w*r.

He was on a secret mission.

But the enemy had somehow been tipped off.

He was a sitting duck.

Blimey!

Then he discovered who ratted him out--

His own momma.

Stinky: no-o-o-o-o-o!

Something died in stinky that day.

That must be why he smells so bad.

What?

Meanwhile, we find our malodorous misanthrope

Transforming his heartache into haiku.

"Alone in that swamp.

"A bayonet in me back.

Thanks a lot, mommy."

[Crash]

Who goes there?

[Barking]

Uh-oh.

Ahhhhh!

Ha ha ha ha ha.

Hey, cut it out.

Pew. You're smelly.

Just like me.

Ok. I'll be your friend.

♪ People let me tell ya 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a warm-hearted person ♪

♪ Who'll love me till the end... ♪♪

Fetch, smelly!

Ha ha ha ha ha.

Ow.

Beg, smelly.

Ha ha ha ha ha.

[Barking]

Heel, smelly.

Whoa-oa-oa!

Ow! Ow! Ooh! Ow!

[Moaning]

Smelly, I love you.

The next day...

Diver! I want that dog goner

Than a hanging curve at a home run derby.

But, chief,

♪ He's my be-e-e-est friend ♪♪

Blast it!

He's using the flesh as a chew toy!

Ouchies!

And there's no telling what he did

With meltman and thundergirl.

Milkman: since we're gonna be here for a while,

How about a little sugar?

[Slapping sound]ow!

He's a good boy, chief.

You just gotta get to know him.

Ahhhhhh!

See? He just wants to play.

[Crunch]

[Moaning]

Where ya going, smelly?

I see you've met my pooch.

His name is bad dog.

Get it? He's bad!

Now sic 'em, boy.

[Barking]

No! I thought we was mates.

What kind of monster

Would unleash such a monster?

What can I say? I'm good at my job.

Stay tuned for the action- mauled conclusion of...

Go wake your grammy, there's more kablam-my.

Still to come...

Prometheus and bob,

Life with loopy,

And when we return,

More action league now!

Right here on...

Can life be so cruel?

Can a dog pretend to love?

Can a frogman's best friend

Turn on him for one so vile as the mayor?

You bet your biscuit.

[Crunch]

Blimey!

You always hurt the one you love.

Shut your gob!

Nobody double-crosses my stinky but me.

Mom?

Uh-oh. Here's trouble.

Ow!

Oomph!

[Whimpering]

Make him stop! Ooh! Ow! Ooh!

Ooh! Heel, boy.

Ow! That's not good.

Ow! That hurt.

[Tires screeching]

You saved me life, mum.

But why did you sell me out

Back in the gulf? Why?

For the money, of course.

Sorry about losing your dog, son.

That's ok, mum.

I think I found something more important.

[Both crying softly]

The end.

Welcome back, action fans.

The writers are still on strike,

But no need to fret.

There's a pants load of quality entertainment in store,

Courtesy of henry.

[Ahem]

Excuse me.

The great henrini.

[Fanfare plays]

Thank you, thank you.

Kab-ladies and gentlemen,

Come along on a magical journey

To the magical land of magic!

But first, I need a volunteer.

How about you?

Sir, I don't mean to be forward,

But you could really stand to bathe

A little more often.

Why, just look what's in your ear.

[Growling]

And what's this?

[Chirping]

Hmmm. Looks like that's not all.

[Cracking knuckles]

[Whistling]

[Squish-squish]

Maybe we should try

Some cartoon magic instead.

Here's prometheus and bob.

Narrator: , years ago,

An alien videotaped his attempts

To educate a caveman--

The prometheus and bob tapes.

Tape ...

[Snoring]

[High, electronic voice] bob...bob.

[Snoring]

Bed.

Ok. Come on out.

Come out.

[Grunting quizzically]

There. For sleeping, right?

Eh.

[Sighing]

[Snoring]

Hey!

Come on. Come on!

Bob: eh?

Get out of here!

Bob: [moaning excitedly]

Hey! Get out of here!

Eh! Eh! Eh!

Get out of here.

[Sighing]

[Yelling]

[Struggling noises]

[Ripping]

[Sighing]

Bleah!

[Squealing]

Eh?

[Giggling]

Hey!

Hey...hey...hey!

[Sighing]

[Giggling happily]

[Sighing]

[Snoring]

[Mechanical sounds]

I failed.

Oh!

Get out! Go on, go on, go on!

Oh! Ahh!

[Talking in muffled voice]

Bob: hey!

[Talking in muffled voice]

[Crash]

We're back.

During the commercial,

Henry and I had a chance to reflect on

The quality of our show so far...

And frankly...p.u.

Stinkatola.

Ever since the writers' strike started,

We've kind of been trying too hard.

You're right, june.

It's time to get back to basics.

So, from now on,

We'll be giving you that old-fashioned,

Focus group-tested kablam-edy.

Sounds good to me.

What was that about?

About a . On the kablam!classic comedy meter, I'd say.

But our next cartoon, it's a perfect .

Here's life with loopy.

Hi, larry here.

Have you ever had a recurring dream?

The same one night after night?

Now, if it was a cool dream,

I might be into it.

But the one I was having last week

Totally recalibrated the bogus meter.

[In monotone voice] the major exports of slovakia

Are coal, iron, copper, and salt.

Coal, iron, copper, and salt.

After nights in a row,

It was really getting to me.

Maybe it's your diet, dear.

Time to go easy on the cheese snacks, son.

Hey, larry...

Maybe you oughta think about brain surgery.

[Moaning]

Boy. Maybe larry does need some help.

Let's see...

"Dream date...

Dream teams..."

Aha! "Dreamland studios.

"The place where dreams are made.

Open all night."

[Crickets chirping]

[Moaning]

[Ding]

[Ding]

"Dream writing department."

Here we go.

Excuse me.

Are you the guys responsible

For my brother larry's lousy dreams?

Lousy? Lousy? Listen lady,

We had to write , billion

Dream scripts this month.

We're burnt out! We've got writer's block!

We're out of ideas!

We had to put your brother in reruns.

Reruns? Well, it's driving him nuts.

And I'm not leaving here

Until you slumberbums do something about it.

Ok, ok, take it easy.

We're sh**ting larry's dream

Right now on stage .

Let's go down and take a look.

Well, this is it.

Hey! There's larry.

Not exactly.

Just a visual manifestation

Of larry's inner psyche.

Cool.

Shush. The dream's about to start.

[In monotone voice] the major exports of slovakia

Are coal, iron, copper, and salt...

You know, it's not that bad.

Are you kidding?

We've written laxative commercials

That move faster than this.

Come on, you guys.

There's gotta be something we can do

To liven things up around here.

Hey, loopy.

What are you doing in my dream?

Don't get your rems in a wrinkle, dream dude.

I'm here to help.

Hey!

What's in there?

No! Don't open that!

[Roar]

Whoa!

Ah!

Oh, no!oh, no!

The nightmare's loose! The nightmare's loose!

Don't worry, guys.

Situation's under control.

[Roaring]

I think he's starting to get tired.

Whoa-oa-oa-oa!

It's horrible!

It's terrible!

Both: keep those cameras rolling!

[Roaring]

Ah! Ah!

Hey! Stay away from my sister!

Scram, ya racetrack reject!

[Roaring]

[Hissing]

Fantastic dream, guys!

Girl meets monster.

Monster goes bananas.

Boy pulls plug.

Monster goes poof.

A classic!a classic!

Way to go, dream bro.

Could have done it with my eyes closed.

I've got a great idea for a sequel.

Come on. Let's get to work.

Well, ever since that night,

I've been having the greatest dreams.

Only problem is,

They're so cool,

I never wanna wake up.

Mom: larry, your breakfast is getting cold!

Dad: come on, son. You'll miss the bus.

Wake up, larry.wake up, larry.

Larry!rise and shine.

Wake up, larry.up and at 'em, boy.

Larry!larry, wake up.

Well, will you look at the time?

I can't believe the show is almost over.

How much more time do we have?

Ok...well...

As I was saying--

Great news, henry.

The writers' strike is finally over.

Phew!

About time, june.

That making-it-up stuff was just...

Weird.

Yeah. Thinking creatively is a big drag.

Thank goodness we've got

Our crack staff of writers back.

I can't wait to see

What genius material they've got

For the end of the show.

Oomph.

Best work ever, guys.

Thanks.thanks.

No problem.

Mmm. Tangy.

Tell you what.

How do you guys like to do the honors?

[Chewing loudly]

Sorry. That's not in our contract.

See ya.

Wouldn't wanna be ya.

Join us again next time.

Samekablam! Time,