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[ Cow moos ]

Uncle Grandpa: Cock-a-doodle-doo!

[ Elevator dings ] Wake up, lazy heads!

Breakfast is served!

Hope you guys are hungry.

Just wanted to griddle up some breakfast for my pals

before I shove off to help little Rubio today!

So dig in!

[ Sniffs ]

Man, that does not smell good!

What did you put in this?!

Well, we were out of flour and eggs,

so I used cotton candy and fish eggs instead.

[ Munches, roars ]

[ Growls ]

It doesn't taste thatbad.

Pizza Steve can't even cut through these P-cakes, bro.

But I followed the recipe.

You got us up early for this?!

This is terrible!

Sorry, guys.

I thought you'd like it.

Like it?

These should be buried deep beneath the earth,

like nuclear waste!

[ Sighs ]

Good riddance!

That was an abomination.

What the?!

Uncle Grandpa, what are you doing?

Digging a hole.

If you need me...

[ Whistle, thud ] I'll be down here.

We're sorry we went a little overboard on your pancakes,

Uncle Grandpa. -[ Roars ]

Just throw some dirt on top of me.

You can't just lay in the hole all day.

Don't you have to help little Rubio?

I'll probably flub that up, too.

Oh, man!

Uncle Grandpa has lost all his confidence.

Well, I'm obviously no use in this situation.

Lacking confidence is something

I have literally no awareness of whatsoever.

Well, we gotta do something.

[ Roars ]

That's right, Tiger!

We build up his confidence

by giving him nothing but compliments!

Hey, Uncle Grandpa.

You know, those pancakes weren't really that bad.

Really?

Yeah. Uh, I mean,

they were certainly in the shape of pancakes, more or less.

Ya think so?

[ Roars ]

Thank you, Tiger.

It's actually a new shampoo

that gives my moustache such volume and bounce.

Uncle G...

you know who you remind Pizza Steve of?

-Who?! -Pizza Steve!

Are you serious?!

That's right, buddy.

Whoo-whoo, dog!

[ Head whistles ]

Dang, I'm cool.

24, 25...

-Boom! -Oh.

Hey, Uncle Grandpa, what's going o--

[ Inhales deeply ]

Well, anyway, as I was saying --

[ Exhales ]

Uncle Grandpa, why do you keep inter--

[ Inhales ]

Yup. This whole "breathing" thing?

[ Inhales, exhales ]

I've got it down pat.

Well, you can't be that good at breathing

when your breath smells so bad.

Mr. Gus, are you saying I'm not the best breather of air?

[ Whimpers ]

Uh, no, I wasn't saying that at all, buddy.

And my breath is bad?!

Uh...

No. Watch.

[ Sniffs ]

Rosy fresh!

Oh, you're just saying that.

No, no, no.

You just might be the best breather I've ever known!

[ Head whistling ] Whoa! Really?!

That's right, buddy.

You got it down --

[ Inhales deeply ]

Hah!

Dang...

I'm really good at this.

Pizza Steve: Number 378.

At this rate, I'll finish my signed 8x10s by Friday.

380--

[ Gasps ]

What the hoo-ha are you doing?

I am reinventing the definition of cool.

Say what?

Now let me show you how a cool guy ties his shoe.

[ Humming ]

Aw, yeah.

That's nice.

Uh...

Look who tied his shoes all by himself.

That's right -- Uncle Grandpa.

How dare you, Uncle G?!

You want to know what I think about your shoe-tying, huh?!

What, Pizza Steve?

What do you think of my shoe-tying, little buddy?

Oh, uh...

I mean, it seems to me that you are the shoelace master!

I am?!

[ Head whistling ]

Thanks, buddy!

I'm in it to win it, getting cooler by the minute.

[ Crash ]

Man, what's up with Uncle G?

[ Roars ]

It's like all our compliments have gone to his head --

literally!

[ Elevator dings ]

Now, there's a winner!

And another one and another one and another one.

Uncle Grandpa, what happened?

Well, I just ran a race against a snail,

a jar of molasses, and a rock.

And guess who came in second place.

That's right. Yours truly.

[ Head whistles ]

-What the?! -[ Roars ]

Anyway, I have to go help Rubio,

so I'll catch you guys on the flip side.

[ Brakes squeak ]

Oh, no! Oh, no!

There there, Rubio.

Holy cabeza!

So what's the problem, Rubio?

Oh, Uncle Grandpa, it's my dog, Oscar!

We were just playing fetch, when he jumped into the river --

and now he's stranded below!

Not a problem.

Now step aside, sonny boy.

Let's retrieve this retriever.

[ Straining ]

Hmm, this is unexpected.

Please hurry, Uncle Grandpa!

Oscar's a strong swimmer,

but I don't know how much longer he can last!

Don't worry, Rubio.

[ Straining ] I'll use my arms this time.

[ Groaning ] -[ Barking ]

Oh, why can't I do this?!

Looks like Uncle Grandpa's having a hard time.

Pizza Steve: His head has gotten so big

that he can't do the thing he does best!

Come on, Uncle Grandpa!

Oscar looks pretty tired.

-We need to do something, quick. -[ Roars ]

That's just crazy enough to work, Tiger.

Ya know what, Gramps?!

You're notthe best breather of air --

not even by a long shot.

Huh?!

You heard him!

And you have great difficulties tying your own shoes!

No way! I'm one of the best!

-[ Roars ] -Huh?!

[ Roars ]

But, Tiger, you know nobody's better at watching paint dry!

It's working, guys! Now let him have it!

Your driving could use some improvement.

Your swerving gives Frankenstein motion sickness.

[ Groans ]

Frankie!

I'm sorry!

[ Roars ]

That's right, and your feet sweat too much!

And you know what else?

Your pancakes taste like burnt spiders and moldy tree bark.

So mean!

Why are you guys doing this to me?!

It's no big deal, buddy.

That big head of yours

just needed to be brought back down to earth.

Mr. Gus, you're right!

Step aside, Rubio, while I do what I do best --

helping kidses.

Hang on, Oscar.

I'm coming to get ya, buddy.

[ Barking ]

Um... he didn't actually need

to squeeze through those cables, did he?

Not at all.

-Oscar! -[ Barks ]

[ Laughs ] Oscar, you're back!

Thank you, Uncle Grandpa. You're the best!

Save your compliments, Rubio.

Grandpa's just doing his thing.

Now, who's ready for some lunch?

Me, me, me, me!

Good, 'cause I'm making fish egg salad sandies.

-[ Roars ] -[ Gasps ]

[ Gasps ]

Good mornin'!

I have a package here for one Uncle Grandpa.

[ Gasps ] That's me! Thanks, mister!

Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

Doctor Tootsie's Jelly Gel Shoe inserts!

-Huh? -Jelly what?

My poor old-man feet have taken a beating over the years --

arthritic toe joints and fallen arches.

So you can see why I'm so excited to try them out.

Just tuck these babies inside here,

and slip my feet into these magical foot pillows.

[ Sighs ]

That's the stuff.

[ Shoes squeaking ] Oh, yeah.

Wow, Uncle Grandpa, those sound amazing!

What's it feel like walking on them?

I don't know, Mr. Gus.

But you know what they say.

The journey of life starts with the first step.

[ Fart sound ] [ All gasp ]

Together: Oh, my!

Ooh!

Oh!

[ Roars ]

Guys, guys, i wasn't me!

It was the shoe, I swear! See!

[ Fart sound ] [ All gasp ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Fart sounds ]

More!

[ Laughter ] More.

[ Fart sounds continue ] More.

[ Laughter continues ]

[ Thinking ] Pizza Steve, this is your chance.

[ Laughter continues ]

That macho muchacho breakfast burrito

with cabbage, eggs, and beans,

has returned to seek a vicious vengeance...

[ Stomach rumbling ] ...on your poor gastrointestinal tract.

You must release to alleviate this painful bloating.

But if they notice...

[ Laughter continues ]

It could mean the end, unless you let it slip out

at the same time as Uncle G's fancy footwork.

You must match his exact steps to hide the release.

Must time it exactly right.

Hurry, Pizza Steve!

There isn't much time.

[ Fart sounds continue ] Three, two, one.

[ Strains ]

[ Loud, long fart ]

Did they notice?

Play it cool, Pizza Steve!

[ Chuckles ]

Uncle G, your shoes make the craziest sounds!

Uh-huh.

[ Roars ]

Guys, what?!

It wasn't me. I swear.

[ Upbeat music plays ]

That was quite delicious.

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