Today, we're doing the smoothie challenge,

and lemme tell ya, I am juiced. (laughs)

- So am I, Orange.

Now basically, we're gonna pull

six ingredient names out of this bowl,

and whatever we pick

goes straight into the smoothie.

No matter how gross it tastes,

we gotta drink the whole thing.

- Whoa-oh!

Could be a rough ride,

but something tells me

it'll be a smoothie. (laughs)

- (groans) Okay, the first ingredient is,

drum roll please, (drum rattles)

(cymbal clangs)

pear? Really?

- Oh, man!

This is awkward.

- Yeah, I'll say.

- So.

- So what?

- Are you gonna get in the blender now or?

- No, I'm not gonna get in the blender!

- Okay, okay, geez!

I thought we were doing the smoothie challenge.

I guess I was wrong.

- We are doing the smoothie challenge,

but I don't see why I should have to get pulverized

in a blender in order to do it.

- Well it's not called the smoothie easy.

It's called the smoothie challenge.

You gotta give it your all, Pear, for the audience.

I'd do anything for the audience.

Wouldn't you?

- Anything that doesn't involve me dying.

- Wow.

Some commitment you there, Pear.

Okay, fine.

We'll toss your name out.

Go ahead and pick again.

- Okay.

Passion Fruit.

- Oh, man.

Really?

I don't know.

I'd feel kinda bad putting Passion in a smoothie.

- Yeah, cause you're in love with her.

- Nah, it's cause nobody knows where she is.

So how can we put her in the smoothie?

- Fair point.

I'll pick another ingredient

Banana.

- Ahh. We can't put Banana in the smoothie.

- Why not?

- Cause, it's a slippery slope (laughs)

Get it? Slippery.

- Yes, I get it.

(crashes)

- Aww, and we can't lose Peach,

that'd be the pit.

And why should Carrot die?

I don't see the point.

I'd definitely miss having Cantaloupe around.

And there isn't a food in the kitchen

that wouldn't long to have Zucchini back (laughs)

Ooh, how bout Grody Potato?

(record scratches)

- Hey! What about me? (burps)

Yo, someone wanna open a window?

Apparently my deodorant's only strong enough

for a man.

- Yep, I'm gonna tell you right now,

we cannot make a smoothie out of Grody Potato.

- Why not, because you love him?

- No, I actually detest him.

And I'm not drinking a smoothie made out of him.

Not only is it weirdly cannibalistic,

but he smells like a compost pile.

- Oh, that's true.

I do live in a compost pile.

More than happy to be a part of your smoothie, though.

It's always been a dream of mine

to become a sludge. (burps)

- There is no way we're drinking Grody Potato.

- But what other choice do we have?

We can't chop Onion, it'd make me cry.

And we can't chop Rutabaga,

his name's way too fun to say.

Rutabaga, Rutabaga, Rutabaga.

- Orange!

- (laughs) Okay I'll stop.

(crashes)

- No, I mean Orange.

- (gasps) Me! But if I was gone,

who would motorboat when you're trying to read?

- Great point.

- And if I was gone,

who would burp you awake every morning,

hours before your alarm clock

is set to go off?

- Here's a ladder to help you get up there.

- If I was gone, who would wake everyone up at 3 a.m.

every night with kazooing?

- Hmm, probably best to go

with the smoothie setting, right?

I bet puree would work nicely too though.

- Pear! I can't believe you want me

to get in the blender.

- Dude! Not two minutes ago,

you were telling me to get in there.

- But that's different,

I'm the highest-rated character on this show. (laughs)

- No. Well, you said it yourself dude,

we have to blend somebody.

The audience tuned in

for a smoothie challenge video.

- I know, I know.

But who?

- Who indeed?

If only there was someone super willing

to be turned into a smoothie.

Hmm, now who could that be?

- Ugh, fine, hop in Grody Potato.

- Yay, alright!

Let me just pop an eye out

and geronimo!

- Any last words Grody?

- Kick the tires and light the fires, Pear.

- Ugh, gladly.

- Oh yeah!

(laughs)

(burps)

- Well, smoothie's ready.

I guess we gotta drink it?

- Maybe we just throw it out

and say we did.

- Uh, uh, uh.

You gotta drink it.

I got my eye on you, you son of a gun.

- What, who said that?

- You remind me of a guy I got

into a fight with in El Paso over a taco.

- Oh, for crying out loud.

- Well, deal's a deal. (burps)

You have to be good sports about this.

After all, I was a good sport. (laughs)

- (laughs) Nice.

- Ah, fine.

Here goes nothing. (slurps)

- Well, how is it?

- Huh, it's actually not half-

(gags)

- Eww!

(burps)

- I taste pretty good, don't I?

(slurps)

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