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Pruning's lame!

It wouldn't be so bad if Benson would buy some new tools.

These things are like a hundred years old.

Yeah, how come muscle man gets to do this the cool way?

Uh, maybe because I'm highly trained, bro.

Call me when you've taken

a semester of archery classes online.

Hmm.

Is anyone else curious

about the scientists who've been watching us all morning?

They're probably taking notes

on how to do an honest day's work for once.

Hey, mama's boy, they're called muscles!

Write that down in your field notes!

Last load, losers!

Aah!

If you'll excuse me...

Ah!

It's time for my 45-minute afternoon siesta.

So tired.

That's it! I'm taking muscle man's bow and arrow!

He's not even using them!

Uh, I don't think that's a good idea.

Muscle man doesn't like his stuff being touched

without his permission.

So fine, I'll wake him up and ask.

Muscle man, wake up.

Yeah, that's not gonna get you anywhere.

Once he's down for his nap, nothing can wake him up.

Nothing, eh? Nothing, eh?

Muscle man!

Mitch! Wake up!

Wait, wait. Check this out.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh!

Whoo!

You know who else doesn't understand joke structure?

My mom!

Uh, guys, I don't know about this.

Nah, it's funny! Watch this.

"I'm muscle man!"

I think I'm so good at work

"just because I'm freakishly strong!"

Okay. Uh, let me try.

Um, okay, okay.

Whoo! Ha ha!

It's me, muscle man! Ha ha!

Despite my rough exterior,

I'm a loving and supportive friend!

I... oops!

Oh, no!

Do you realize what you've done?!

Me?! What?!

That was muscle man's

favorite and only shirt!

If we don't replace it before he wakes up from his nap,

he'll never forgive us!

Okay, okay, calm down.

All we gotta do is go out

and buy muscle man the same shirt, right?

Yeah! We just gotta find the tag to see what brand it was.

Oh.

Guys, I found it!

Uh, the label's too worn to read anything.

Great! So now what?

I've only ever seen Mitch shop at one place.

Let's try there first.

Discontinued?

Discontinued!

That shirt was a limited-run deal! Limited run?

The fda pulled it 'cause it was mostly asbestos.

Guess the man doesn't care if a guy is flame retardant or not.

Is there anywhere else we can find one?

You could check in yo face apparel, I guess.

Dude, this place is huge!

Let's split up.

Huh?

The shirt!

Come to papa!

Quit pilfering the promos, dawg!

These tees have a price!

What?! It says "free" right on it.

Yeah, if you're talking about dollars.

How else do you pay for clothes?

We do things a little more extreme here at in yo face.

Every hour, we give away a free t-shirt

by shooting it out of this Cannon

and blasting a customer in the face with it.

What?! Don't people get hurt?

Nah, they love it.

Are you ready?!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Dude, wait! Just let me buy the shirt!

Kid, I work in retail. Hurting people is all I have.

No!

Aah! Aah! Oof!

You okay, rigby?

Uh...

Oh!

I did it! I got the...

Shirt!

Let's just go back to the park.

So, what now?

Whatever it is, we gotta hurry!

Muscle man's nap is over in 20 minutes!

Hmm.

Uh, hey. What's up?

You guys are scientists, right?

Science assistants, yes.

Cool. Cool. Uh...

We took our friend's shirt off

and threw it in a wood chipper,

and we need to replace it before he wakes up

so he doesn't kill us.

Here's a piece of his shirt.

Can you guys do some science and fix it?

Funny you mention it, actually.

We just got this 3-d knitter

in that could analyze the fabric and replicate...

Pam! Shh! Come on!

Next you're gonna tell them

the back window at the science dome is stuck open!

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Dude, there's the copy room.

I bet the knitting thing is in there.

Looks like it's locked.

Someone's coming!

He's going in.

I've got an idea. You distract him.

Uh, hey, fellow scientist.

Do you know if there's a bathroom that way?

Oh, sure. Uh, let's see...

There's the co-ed one around the corner here.

Or you could go down that really weird hallway

that's nothing but urinals.

Frankly, sir,

it seems like you've got the pick of the litter.

Aah!

I thought you'd just hide in the cart

and open the door from the other side.

Oh. That would have worked, too.

Whoooooa!

Look at all this copy equipment.

There it is.

Rigby, come on. We don't have much time.

Dude, that thing over there replicates smells.

Guess what this is.

Oh! Dude, gross!

Just give me the shirt.

3-d knit beginning.

It's working. That was too easy.

Error. Foreign object detected...

Identified as human hair.

Continue using all detected materials?

Agh! We're in a hurry, you stupid machine!

Yes. Rigby, no!

Override accepted.

Completing 3-d knit.

See, it's fine.

You guys gotta learn to act on your instincts more often.

Knit complete.

Should we say something to it?

I'm not going anywhere near that creepy thing.

Fives, you're muscle man's best friend... go talk to it.

What?

Hey, buddy.

Look, this is awkward for all of us,

but we're gonna need that shirt.

So, uh, if you could just pop it off.

Oh, okay, maybe later. Good idea.

Aah! What's it doing?

Cupcake.

I know this is a weird moment for everyone,

but we only have 10 minutes to get that shirt

back on the real muscle man.

Okay, let's do this.

Sorry, dude. We need it more than you...

I got it!

Huh?

Run!

Is it still following us?

Aah! We gotta split up!

Rigby, give me the shirt! You two, go that way!

Okay. Okay.

Huh?

Aah! Aah!

Mordecai, you're alive!

How do we get out?!

There's a loading bay straight ahead.

Just keep running.

And what about muscle man? Anything to report?

Yes, um, physically very strong,

but he's kind of a jerk about it.

I see.

And, uh, what about hi five ghost?

Well?

Uh...

What now? The Jeep!

Hey! I'm not even allowed to drive that!

Sorry, man. Official park business.

Thank you.

Aw. I'm fired for sure.

Oof!

Did we lose it?

Where'd it go?

- Aah! - What do we do?!

Oh, no!

Muscle man's gonna wake up any second.

Circle back past muscle man.

Time to unwind.

Huh?

Aah!

Thank you.

Uh...

Hey, bros.

Hey, muscle man. How was your nap?

Pretty good, but...

Wait. Something's not right.

Uh, what's that?

There's a fingerprint on my bow!

Man, you guys have no respect for my stuff.