01x24 - Cabin Fever // Don't Over-Due It

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♪ My name is Angela

♪ Hey, hello!

♪ Welcome to my very own show ♪

♪ I'll introduce my friends to you ♪

Oh no! It's Ninnypoo!

♪ Shoobee-doobee-doo wap-waa.

♪ My name is Angela

♪ And you are not

♪ Nanette Manoir is a stuck up jerk face snot ♪

And now to today's story, starring me.

And NOT starring Nannete Manoir.

Once again, it is punishment time and as

usual, it is not my fault.

If it is anybody's fault, it is Mrs. Brinks's,

who should be the one who should be punished for being

so boring.

And so, class, American cheese comes from what country?

Angela Anaconda?

Angela?

ANGELA!!!

Huh? WHOAAAAAA!!!

Yo, Angela!

What is it, Johnny Abatti?

I can't stop clapping erasers right now

seeing as I still have lots to clap.

School's over.

Done.

Angela, you are to finish eraser duty first thing

tomorrow morning!

[GROAN]

I am sick of being sick of getting in trouble every day.

The only thing I think I am learning in school

is how to clap erasers.

I must confess, Angela, you're getting good at it.

What I'd like to get good at is not having to go to

school, Josephine Praline.

Angela, please tell me you're not contemplating

faking appendicitis again.

We saw how successful that was the last time.

[SNICKERS]

Well, how was I to know my appendix wasn't in my foot?!

Hey Josephine, I'm out of dental floss and turpentine.

Run and get some.

Yes mother.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Have a blessed evening.

Mrs. Praline: Oh, and grab the paper on your way in, will you?

I need to check the list of celebrity birthdays!

[SIGHS]

We all have our crosses to bear.

No offense, Josephine Praline,

but how come she doesn't just get the newspaper herself?

It's right under her nose.

Because she never leaves the house.

Hey yeah, that's right!

I never have seen her outside the house on account

of she is always inside.

Nobody has, Angela, at least not since that time

she went to the circus.

She was teetering on the edge,

and then when she saw all those clowns getting out of

that one tiny car, it pushed her over for good.

And now my mom, bless her soul, has agoraphobia.

Gee, that's terrible, Josephine.

What's agoraphobia?

It's where a person has a fear of open spaces.

Or in Mrs. Praline's case, leaving her house.

You mean she never leaves her house?

Your mom never goes to the store or to church,

or to school?!

It's her curse, Angela.

What might be a curse for her sure seems

like a blessing to me!

So the way I see it, now it is time for me to convince

my parents that I, Angela, have agoraphobia.

Angela, can you take the pooper-scooper into the back

yard and clean up after King?

And what better time to start being agoraphobic than now?

Gee, I'd like to dad, but I can't go outside seeing

as I have to stay inside on account of I caught

agoraphobia from Josephine Praline's mom, Mrs. Praline.

Agoraphobia?

That's right, mom, so not only can I not use the

pooper-scooper to scoop up King's poop,

I can't even go to school tomorrow either.

And you say you, ah "caught it, huh?

Like a serious cold, only this is serious.

Well if you're so sick, maybe we should take you

to see Dr. Schiller.

NO! I mean, I can't, seeing as I, I can't leave the house.

You know, Angela, I think maybe you're right

about this agoraphobia.

I am?

I mean, I am.

Sure.

You show all the symptoms.

Yeah, Angel-wings.

I think you should stay home from school tomorrow.

They bought it!

I can't believe my plan actually worked as planned.

Now it is good-bye eraser duty and hello freedom!

[ALARM]

So now, seeing as I don't have to go to school,

it is the best school day ever!

I don't have to face Mrs. Brinks's face and best of

all, I don't have to even think about you know who!

[GIGGLEs]

It is now : in the morning and right now,

my poor classmates in class are stuck in math,

but I am reading "Captain Danger vs. the Kung-Fu Crab"

and eating cookie dough.

Friday, :pm. They are studying history.

I am not.

Brrr-rinnng! School's out!

Which means it is finally safe for me to go out.

This has been the best Friday ever!

I'm going to Abatti's Pizza, mom,

to meet Gina Lash for a slice of pizza!

But how can you go out?

You said you have agoraphobia and people with

agoraphobia have it all the time.

You mean all the time always?

And forever.

I know, if I can't go to my friends,

my friends can go to me!

But sweetie, if you caught it from Mrs. Praline,

you're liable to give it to your friends.

You did catch it from her, didn't you?

Sheesh.

This agoraphobia doesn't leave you any outs.

Here, let me help you off with that.

So who cares that I don't get to play outside

on account of there are lots of fun things left

for me to do inside.

Flight Two-Thirty-Lu, approaching enemy territory-

Come on, Baby Lulu, stay awake!

We're approaching enemy territory.

Besides, you can sleep anytime.

I'm afraid "anytime" is now, Angela.

It's time for Lulu's nap.

Hey guys! How was school?

Who'd you see outside? Anything going on?

Anybody ask about me?

Did you bring me any homework?

Nope.

Mrs. Brinks just sent you these.

A get-well package?!

Chalk erasers full of chalk?

Hey, guess what I did?

I set up an entire indoor tackle-hockey rink

in the garage!

All right! [LAUGH]

You rock!

Hey, play you one-on-one?!

But, but, you're supposed to play with me!

[SIGH]

Hello?

Hi Josephine Praline, it's Angela Anaconda.

Can I please talk to your mom on the phone please?

I need to ask her how she keeps from going crazy

from agoraphobia.

I'm sorry, Angela, but she can't.

She's afraid the phone will suck her brains

out through her ear.

Would you like me to try and answer your question?

[SIGH]

No thanks, Josephine, I think you just did.

Pipe down, class!

As your teacher, Mrs. Brinks, I said shut it!

Now, who can tell me what country French fries come from?

Nanette the butt kisser.

Of course I know the answer, Mrs. Brinks,

because I think I am trés trés smart,

which is French for I really don't know anything.

The answer is Portugal.

Wrong!

Nanette, you are nothing more than a big unFrench phony.

Perhaps we need to hear from the only person in class,

besides Gina Lash, who knows anything about anything -

Angela Anaconda!

French fries are from French France!

Correct as usual, Angela Anaconda.

Mrs. Brinks, I meant to say France

but Angela caused me not to.

Angela Anaconda, I am ashamed of you!

But, but, Mrs. Brinks!

Angela, not another word from you.

You are to stand in the corner and clap erasers

until you have learned how to behave properly -

like Nanette Manoir.

[GASP]

[SCREAM]

Oh my gosh!

I'm cracking up!

All I wanted to do was to get out of eraser duty and

away from Mrs. Brinks and now I've pretended I am

Mrs. Brinks and given myself eraser duty!

Gina Lash, what should I do?

What if I am stuck in here forever!?!

So now, seeing as my agoraphobia was

agora-phonia, I am trapped like a prisoner in my own

house on account of my house is a prison.

And seeing as I am in desperate need of a break.

I will need to make a desperate prison break using

King's pooper-scooper until I am too pooped

to scoop any more.

That plan is all washed up, seeing as my prison is on an

island surrounded by water.

So now I am on Anaconda-Traz.

Lucky for me, I can swim to freedom.

Surely I will be able to swim to the other shore.

But unfortunately for me, these waters are

shark-infested with sharks.

Or should I say, "Mark-infested" with Marks.

"Mom, Mom, Angela's trying to escape,"

my brother will fink, like the fink that he is.

No, no, wait!

Ahhh!

So that plan might be doomed,

but I am not because if brains can be sucked through

the phone like Josephine's mom says,

then why can't the rest of me?

So now I will dial --ESCAPE.

Uh-oh, now my mom has switched to the switchboard

and is disconnecting my connection to freedom.

So now I am wondering when I will ever escape.

Remember, Angela, agoraphobia is forever!

FOREVER!?!

[SCREAMS]

The Mister Tastee Twirl truck!

That's it, I can't take it any more on account of

I have already taken too much.

My parents must know the truth!

Mom, I need to confess a confession!

I never really had agoraphobia the whole time,

I was faking it to get out of school,

but I can't take it anymore and I promise never to have

agoraphobia again thanks bye!

Not so fast, smarty pants.

Huh?

I'm sorry, Angela, but I'm afraid you're grounded

for the weekend.

Huh? For what?

For not telling the truth.

Grounded for the whole entire weekend completely?

Yup, including Sunday.

And what about Monday?

It's back to school for you.

Yes!

Thank you, thank you!!

It'll be good-bye boredom and hello eraser duty!

Today is Library Amnesty Day at the school library,

the one day you can return all your overdue books

and not have to pay any fines.

This amnesty is saving me a fortune, Angela Anaconda.

Some of these cookbooks I've had since Thanksgiving.

I hope they don't charge me for the gravy stains.

I'm avoiding huge penalties on these old macramé

and do-it-yourself doily books.

"Sew-ers Without Borders" was a thrill ride

I couldn't put down.

Next!

Bye-bye, bookies.

I'll miss you.

Well colour me impressed, Johnny Abatti.

I didn't know you liked books.

Sure I do. Especially the fat ones.

Yeah and I know why.

Okay, listen up good!

After five today, no more Amnesty Day.

From then on, you keep overdue books,

you get hunted down and punished.

We throw the book at you!

You guys got off easy.

You really should know better than to keep overdue

books that are overdue.

Hey, you sound like Nanette!

Yeah, just like her.

All I am saying is that some of us wish your overdue

library books were not overdue so we could have a

turn reading them too.

And speaking of books, I think I will go home

and uh, read one.

"Happy Hoppy Bunny!"

My all time favourite book of all time.

[GASP]

Oh, it's only you, Baby Lulu.

You can't tell anyone I'm reading this!

"He is so friendly, He is so funny."

"He is so floppy."

[SNICKER]

"Happy Hoppy Bunny!"

Angela's readin' a ba-by book!

Well for your information, I am reading a baby book

on account of I am reading to a baby.

Oh. Whatever.

Whew. I owe you one, Baby Lulu.

"And when the bunny comes to play,

It always is a happy day."

"And now the sky is oh so sunny,

Thanks to Happy Hoppy Bunny."

The end.

[SIGHS]

Property of School library?!

"Last borrowed by" [GASP!]

"Angela Anaconda, grade - kindergarten?!?!"

But if I've had it that long -

You owe one million two hundred thousand dollars

in overdue fees.

Whoa!

Good thing it is Amnesty Day.

Yikes! But only for five more minutes!

I have to get hopping!

Excuse me! Watch it!

Sorry. Watch your backs!

Pardon Me. Excuse me.

Whoa.

Nooooo!!!

Too late! Five o'clock!

But Ms. Yamagachi, please!

You're still in there!

Go away! Leave now!

"Happy Hoppy Bunny?"

Why Angela, don't tell me you're still reading at a

kindergarten level?

For your information, Nanette Manoir,

I have had this book since I was in kindergarten.

I was just returning it.

Or so you thought, Angela Anaconda.

In case you're not aware of it,

you're facing beaucoup fines.

Oh well, c'est la Vie, which is French for

"have fun at the poor farm."

You've had "Happy Hoppy Bunny" since you were five?!

Ah, no wonder it's never there when I go to check it out.

And you were giving us a hard time

for having overdue books?

Okay, you guys, I'm sorry.

I feel bad enough without you guys making me feel bad.

Gosh, Angela, you're gonna owe a ton of money.

I know that, Johnny Abatti!

But what I don't know is what I am going to do about it?

Maybe you oughta talk to somebody who knows

all about owin' money.

So you see, Uncle Nicky, I owe money to the-

Hey, hey, hey! No names!

I knowed a guy once, he owed some cash-ola

to a coupla fellas.

The newspapers ended up callin' him One Eared McCoy?

Ya wanna know why?

'Cause they cut off his ear?

Nah.

'Cause he used to carry around an ear of corn everywhere -

You know, for good luck.

Suffice to say, it did not work.

My point is: you don't wanna owe no moneys to the wrong peoples.

Capeche?

So what do I do, Johnny's Uncle Nicky?

Well, you either gotta make like you never owed

the money, or else you gotta ditch the evidence!

Well, gotta go, kids.

Nice talkin' witchya.

Well, that solves that.

Who wants more pizza?

But how am I going to make it look like

I never owed the money?

Got it!

Tomorrow, you sneak the book back into the library,

then when it's found, you pretend you returned it

years ago.

Yeah! They'll think Ms. Yamagachi made a mistake

and I'll be off the hook like a fish who is off the hook!

There's just one problem.

How does she sneak the book back in?

Easy as pie.

Not that Gina Lash's idea to sneak the book back into the

library inside a pizza box isn't a good one.

But why did I have to buy a whole pizza with extra

pepperoni just for the empty box?

That's what I'd like to know?!

Because, Angela, otherwise the box wouldn't have that

authentic pizza smell.

It would have raised all kinds of suspicion.

Okay, wish me luck.

Luck.

Somebody in biographies ordered a large pepperoni.

No food allowed in library.

Attracts bookworms!

You go! Now!

Well, that plan was a complete disaster.

Not completely.

It was an excellent pie.

The sauce-to-cheese ratio was perfect.

Gordy, you know the library inside and out

like the back of your hand.

True, I find the library to be a sanctuary of calm and-

Gordy!

There's a window behind the cookbook section.

It could work.

Yaaa-choooo!

No sneezing in library!

[SNEEZING]

Bougainvillea pollen.

The worst.

Hey, we tried all 'a your guys' ideas.

How about one 'a mine?

Well?

You take the book, you put it in a...

take it to a...

Ah, I got nothin'.

I guess there's just one thing to do -- sneak the

book back into the library the old-fashioned way.

The old "under the sweater" technique.

Well isn't this déja vu?

And my doesn't your stomach look bumpy?

I'd rather have a bumpy stomach than a flat head.

Angela Anaconda, please tell me you weren't trying to

sneak that grossly overdue baby book back into the library!

No. Of course not.

I must alert the authorities!

Authorities?!

Now I can't think on account of all I can think

about is Uncle Nicky's advice.

You either gotta make like you never owed the money,

or else ya gotta ditch the evidence.

And seeing as I could not make it like I never owed

the money, I will just have to dig a ditch

and ditch the evidence.

Happy trails, "Happy Hoppy Bunny, I will say.

Nosy Nin and Ms. Yama-gocha will never find you here.

Unfortunately for me, a giant bookworm who thinks my

overdue book is overdue, will return it to me free of charge!

But not to worry, on account of I have an even better way

to sink the evidence!

Sorry to let you down, "Happy Hoppy Bunny,"

but I owe a whole bunch of money.

And now, seeing as I have buried my bunny book at sea,

I will celebrate with a sea-food dinner.

Instead of going by the book,

I guess I need to try a more novel approach.

For where there is a will there is a way,

I will say, as Gordy Rhinehart sends my bunny

book sailing off the highest mountain peak.

[SNEEZE]

Seeing as I am over due to get rid of this overdue

book, there is only one thing for me to do.

I will gift wrap it like a gift.

And try not to overdue it.

Hope you like it, Na-nothing.

They say it's a real page-turner.

See you in eight to ten, Prison-Nin.

I hope you can trust your trust fund to bail you out!

Hi mom can't talk gotta hide bye mom!

There she is!

And she's holding the book!

Book her!

Book? What book?

Oh, "Happy Hoppy Bunny?"

Hmmm, That used to be your favorite.

I bought it for you years ago at the library sale.

You bought it?!

As in, we own it?!

Own it? As in private property?!

Yes! "X" means bought at library sale.

You waste my precious valuable time for nothing!

I...

Library privileges revoked!

Hand over card. Now!

And no putting books on head!

Hair gel leave nasty stain.

Gee Nanette, guess she sure threw the book at you!

[GROWL]

[CHUCKLING]

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