05x11 - Uncle Grandpa's Uncle Grandpa

[bunniefuu]

Is there a foot doctor
in the house?

[ Moo! ]

Mr. Gus: Aww, yeah.

Clean as a whistle.

Yes, sirree!

Whew!
Seeing those sparkles dance

was well worth the two straight
weeks of meticulous cleaning.

What the

[ Screaming ]

Get off of me,
you stupid mud goblin!

Yaah!

[ Both grunting ]

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ohh!

[ Splat! ]

[ Snarls ]

Aah!

It's time to meet
your biggest fan!

Aah!

[ Splat! Splat! Splat! ]

[ Panting ]

[ Sighs ]
What a day.

What a day,
what a day.

You got that right!

Now, you gonna explain
this mess?

Little Jessie
down the street

needed help
peeling an orange.

Hmm?
Long story short,

we ended up
on the wrong side

of the Black Muck Mountains
hostile territory.

An army of mud goblins

chased us
to the ends of the Earth.

Hmph.
And how little Jessie

is safe at home
eating a freshly peeled orange.

Actually, she's neck deep
in the Black Swamp of Darkness.

Aah!!

There was nothing
I could do.

Well, you better get your butt
back to that swamp

before nightfall and

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll take care of it.

But first I've got a much bigger
problem to deal with.

[ Splat! ]

Namely
my new underwear!

They're way too tight.

[ Groans ]

It's awful, Mr. Gus.

They're permanently wedged
in my butt!

Ugh! See?

Huh?
[ Straining ]

What the...

Pizza Steve,
my underwear won't come off!

It's horrible!

How would you handle a problem
like this, Pizza Steve?

Well, if Pizza Steve
wasn't hardwired to be flawless

all the time,

he would do what everyone else
with a problem would do

ask Uncle G for help.

But I'm Uncle Grandpa,
and I don't have the answer!

[ Sighs ]

If only I had
an Uncle Grandpa.

[ Crash ]

Good morning!
Huh?

Hey.
Who are you?

I'm your Uncle Grandpa.

I have an Uncle Grandpa?

Uh huh.

Okay.

So, what seems to be
the problem, Uncle Grandpa?

Well, I bought
this new pair of underwear,

and don't get me wrong
I love them and all

but now
I can't get them off.

Tight underwear,
huh?

Easiest thing
in the world.

All's we got to do
is loosen them up.

With what?

Two words Greece.

Uncle Grandpa,
you were right.

This relaxing vacation in Greece
definitely loosened me up.

But I got to be honest
my underwear's still too tight.

Huh? Wha?

Wait. You know what?

I got this all wrong.

We don't need
the country Greece,

we need pizza grease!

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

Let me get this straight.

You need my pizza grease
for what?!

We need pizza grease
so my underwear will get

slippery
and slide off.

If you think for one minute
that I'm

Aah!

All right, you ready,
Pizza Steve?

Absolutely not!

Okay, good.
Here we go.

Wait! No!

No, no, no, no, no,
please, no!

Aah!

[ Squelch! ]

[ Chuckles ]

Pizza Steve,
thank you for your service.

[ Groaning ]

Your underwear
should be slippery enough now,

Uncle Grandpa.

Okay! Here goes.

Wah! Huh? Nyah! Huh?

[ Grunting ]

[ Sighs ]

Now they're too slippery
to take off!

No need to worry.

We can offset the pizza grease
with an anti greasing agent.

In this case,
I'm talking about mustard.

Mr. Gus:
Uh, hang on, boys.

You ain't making a big mess
with mustard now.

I just finished cleaning
all the R. V. all over again.

Don't worry, Mr. Gus.
We won't.

Well,
all right, then.

[ Squeak! ]

Psst. Hey, Belly Bag, do you
still have my mustard hydrant?

Well, it "must ard" be
in here somewhere!

Good one, Belly Bag!

[ Both laugh ]

Waah!

Okay,
back to business.

Here we go!

Aah!

Just a little dab'll
do ya!

[ Squelch, pop! ]

Okay. Try taking your underwear
off now, Uncle Grandpa.

[ Straining ]

They still won't come off.

The mustard didn't work.

Huh. Okay.
Let's try ketchup.

Belly Bag, time
for the ketchup fire hose.

Waah!

Let 'er rip!

[ Whiffling! ]

Ugh!

[ Laughing ]

Aaaand cut it!

Okay, Uncle Grandpa!

[ Pop, splash! ]

[ Straining ]

They're still stuck!

Still stuck?

Geez Louise.

I hate to say this,
but I'm all out of ideas.

Out of ideas?

You mean I'm gonna be stuck
in this underwear forever?

I'm afraid so.

I mean,
normally I'm great at solving

these kind of problems,
but I guess your Uncle Grandpa

let you down.

I'm so sorry.

Man:
Well, maybe I could help.

Both: Huh?

Good morning!
[ Chuckles ]

Who are you?

Hi, fellas.
Wait a minute.

I have
two Uncle Grandpas now?

No, you only have
one Uncle Grandpa.

I'm his
Uncle Grandpa.

I have
an Uncle Grandpa?

Uh huh.

So, what seems to be
the problem?

Well, Uncle Grandpa's underwear
won't come off.

We tried grease, mustard, and
ketchup, but none of it worked.

Mm hmm.
Hmm...

Well, there's only one thing
left to try now.

What's that?

Relish!

Okay,
on the count of three.

One, eight, three!

[ Squeak, Ooze! ]

[ Both breathing heavily ]

Your underwear
should easily slide off now,

Uncle Grandpa.

Okay!

[ Straining ]

This is getting
out of hand.

Tell me about it.
I mean, what are they

gonna try next
barbecue sauce?

Let's try
barbecue sauce!

That didn't work,
either!

"Lil' Cheese," it's time
for an intervention.

So, I think
we should start all over again

and use mustard, only this time,
we'll try the spicy kind.

Okay, sounds great.

Uncle Grandpa,
we need to talk.

Sure thing, Mr. Gus.

I mean in private.
You guys mind?

Oh, no, not at all.

Go right ahead,
Mr. Gus.

Excuse us
for one moment.

Uncle Grandpa,
your Uncle Grandpa

and his Uncle Grandpa
have got to go.

Yeah, bro!

They're ruining the R. V.!

But they're helping me
with my underwear.

Really? And how's that
working out for you?

Uh...well...
it's, uh...

I'll tell you
how it's working out!

It ain't!

Maybe you're right.

And that's why
you need to get those two clowns

out of the R. V.!

Hey, those two clowns
are my Uncle Grandpa

and his respective
Uncle Grandpa,

and Uncle Grandpas
stick together

until problems
are solved.

[ Panting ]

Okay, fellas,
what's next?

Uncle Grandpa:
Blueberry syrup!

[ Squirt! Splat! ]

Okay. That didn't work,
either!

[ Both sigh ]

On the bright side, I know
exactly how to handle this.

You know,
we haven't tried mayonnaise yet.

Oh, good call.

Let's try that.

Mayo ain't gonna work,

but I got an idea
that'll do the trick.

If it were suggested
by an Uncle Grandpa, maybe.

Anyways,
back to mayonnaise.

ought to do the trick.

What if I told you I'm
all of y'all's Uncle Grandpa.

All: Huh?

Yep.
All y'all's Uncle Grandpa.

Mr. Gus?
I had no idea!

Well, in that case,
we'll do whatever you say.

[ Truck beeping ]

Okay, Uncle Grandpa,
go ahead and hug that tree.

Okay.

Now what?

I'm gonna muscle these underwear
right off,

so whatever you do,
don't let go.

Whatever you say,
Uncle Grandpa.

Okay, Uncle Grandpa,
step on it!

[ Tires screech ]

[ Straining ]

Aah!!

Aah!!

[ Goblins snarling ]

Aah!!

Uncle Grandpa,
you came back to save me!

Hey, Jessie!
Yeah, I guess I did.

Now, if only
I could save myself

from my stupid
tighty whities.

[ Blink! ]

[ Sighs ]
It's no use.

[ Gasps ]
My underwear! It came off!

It finally came off!

Uh...

Well, the R. V. engine's
completely flooded.

Looks like
we're stuck down here.

That's nothing you can't fix,
Uncle Grandpa.

After all, your underwear plan
worked like a charm.

The thing is, I'm not really
all y'all's Uncle Grandpa.

You're not?

Nah.
I just said that

to stop the R.V.
from becoming a giant mess.

But it looks like
my idea backfired.

If only I had an Uncle Grandpa
to get us all out of here.

Man: You do.

[ Gasps ]

[ Pounding ]

Well, it looks like

everything turned out all right
in the end.

The only question now is
how the heck are we gonna

clean up
all this sticky swamp sludge?

I say we try mustard.

All: Aah!

Uncle Grandpa:
Mustard didn't work!

'Kay.
Let's try ketchup.

Are you sure my keys
aren't in there?

Yep, I'm sure!

Well, they've got to be
around here somewhere.

I just had them.

Keys?! My keys?!

Where are my keys?!

[ Muffled ]
Oh, there they are.

[ Theme music plays ]

That was quite delicious.