Gumball: [Mr. Robinson is going to be] assassinated at the talent show? This is terrible! — no wait, this is what I've been waiting for!
Gumball: I think cheese is better than cake, because you can have cheesecake, but you can't have cakecheese!
Cupcake Woman: Are you boys 18?
Gumball: Uh, does it count if I've been both 8 and 10?
Cupcake Woman: I suppose so.
Gumball: Uh, does it count if I've been both 8 and 10?
Cupcake Woman: I suppose so.
Gumball: 79% of stair accidents happen on the stairs.
Nicole: Out of my way, my kids are in danger... of becoming their father!
Gumball: Lunchbox, Lunchbox, LUNCHBOX!!!
Hector: Why did the chicken cross the road? For a perfectly legitimate reason! Heh, heh.
Gumball: Dude, that's not a joke, that's a sentence.
Gumball: Dude, that's not a joke, that's a sentence.
Anais: Now, lie down and tell me what happens [in your dream] from the start.
Gumball: Well, I'm at school.
Anais: Classic anxiety dream. Probably represents your fear of not fitting in.
Gumball: And at one point, dad was there.
Anais: Representing your fear of authority, most likely.
Gumball: And he became a centaur president.
Anais: Well, that could represent a fear of horses... in... the... White House?
Gumball: OK, so dad has a laser shooting out of his butt. Mr. Small's head fell off. Then I found a pineapple in the locker, so I started dancing in the cosmos—and then Darwin kissed her! So what does that mean?
Anais: OK, uhh... the pineapple is Penny—sweet on the inside but hard for you to... handle... I guess. And the butt-laser—that must be, uh, because you need to chew your food more! And, uh, the cosmos, the ballet, the head of Mr. Small, the evil look, the kiss, the laser—(babbles and groans)
Anais's Brain: Brain cramp!
(Anais passes out face-first)
Darwin: Well, that's what you get for trying to apply a rational solution to an irrational problem.
Gumball: Well, I'm at school.
Anais: Classic anxiety dream. Probably represents your fear of not fitting in.
Gumball: And at one point, dad was there.
Anais: Representing your fear of authority, most likely.
Gumball: And he became a centaur president.
Anais: Well, that could represent a fear of horses... in... the... White House?
Gumball: OK, so dad has a laser shooting out of his butt. Mr. Small's head fell off. Then I found a pineapple in the locker, so I started dancing in the cosmos—and then Darwin kissed her! So what does that mean?
Anais: OK, uhh... the pineapple is Penny—sweet on the inside but hard for you to... handle... I guess. And the butt-laser—that must be, uh, because you need to chew your food more! And, uh, the cosmos, the ballet, the head of Mr. Small, the evil look, the kiss, the laser—(babbles and groans)
Anais's Brain: Brain cramp!
(Anais passes out face-first)
Darwin: Well, that's what you get for trying to apply a rational solution to an irrational problem.
Gumball: Is it weird that I love [Penny] so much it makes my ears sweat?
Darwin: No, no.
Gumball: Is it weird that I think about her all the time, even in the bathroom?
Darwin: No.
Gumball: Is it weird that I bought a ring, and I want to ask her to marry me?
Darwin: Well, yeah. That's—that's completely weird.
Darwin: No, no.
Gumball: Is it weird that I think about her all the time, even in the bathroom?
Darwin: No.
Gumball: Is it weird that I bought a ring, and I want to ask her to marry me?
Darwin: Well, yeah. That's—that's completely weird.
Nicole: What would you do if you were me?
Richard: If I'd done everything you've done? Sleep 'til I'm forty.
Nicole: *giggles* I mean, what should I do with my life?
Richard: Hm. Maybe start living it?
Richard: If I'd done everything you've done? Sleep 'til I'm forty.
Nicole: *giggles* I mean, what should I do with my life?
Richard: Hm. Maybe start living it?
You can walk, run, swim, roll, hop, skip, or fly,
If we're going different ways, you're my kind of guy
Difference doesn't matter, if nobody's the same
There's no two clouds alike in the great big sky
If we're going different ways, you're my kind of guy
Difference doesn't matter, if nobody's the same
There's no two clouds alike in the great big sky
