- Bored, bored, bored!
Oh my gourd, I'm bored!
(Laughing) Bored!
- Put me down, ya big oaf!
- Whoa, a new friend.
Hey!
- Oh hey, uh, what's up?
- Hey, hey, you look like a mini volcano.
I bet you're a real blast (laughs).
- What? I'm not a mini volcano.
- Sure you are.
Turn around.
I bet you have a really nice ash (laughs).
- Wow, okay, you know what, can you just leave me alone?
- I think you meant can I lava you alone (laughs).
(Bundt Cake groans)
Come on, buddy, these jokes are gold.
- No, in fact, they're not gold.
They're actu-
(Orange belches)
Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to int-erupt you (laughs).
Get it, erupt?
- Yeah, I get it, but I'm not a mini volcano.
- Really?
- Really.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm not a volcano, I'm a cake.
- Huh, I've never seen a cake like you.
Are you sure you're a cake?
- Yes.
I'm a bundt cake.
- Huh?
A what?
- A bundt cake.
- A butt cake?
Ew.
- A bundt cake.
- Huh, I have so many questions,
like what kind of butts are you made of?
- Look, I'm not made of-
- Elephant butts? Are you made of elephant butts?
- Eleph-
Where do you even get that?
No!
- Okay, well, it better not be cow butts.
- I'm not made out of cow butts.
(Bundt Cake speaks gibberish)
That doesn't even make sense.
- Also, do you smell like butts?
- Oh my god!
- And do you taste like butts?
Ew.
What do even butts taste like?
- I don't look, smell, or taste like butts.
I taste like lemon because I am a Lemon bundt cake.
- Whahuh?!
Lemon butt cake? You're made of lemon butts?!
- No, I'm not made of-
- Wait, oh no, Grandpa Lemon!
Oh, you didn't kill Grandpa Lemon, did you?!
- Yeah, yeah, I sliced your friend's butt off
to make myself.
- (Crying) Oh no, Grandpa Lemon, what a way to go.
Getting your butt chopped off and made into a cake.
Why, Grandpa Lemon?
He was so young.
Well, actually, he wasn't young at all,
but still it's so tragic (cries).
- Hey, is that your friend right there?
- Oh, hey, Grandpa Lemon and his butt are okay.
- Yeah, well, I've been trying to tell you
that I'm not made of butts.
- Oh, so what kind of cake are you then?
- I told you, a bundt cake.
- Yeah, a butt cake.
- Bundt cake.
- We're saying the same thing!
(Bundt Cake groans)
- I need to get outta here.
Where is that hand to take me away?
- Hey, hey, butt cake.
- I'm not responding to you.
- Hey, butt cake, are you good friends with rump roast?
(Orange laughs)
(Bundt Cake fakes laugh)
- Just stop it!
- Boy, butt cake, aren't you acting cheeky (laughs).
- Hey, that's it! I am not made of butts!
I am a bundt cake.
Bundt.
Bundt!
- Oh, well, why didn't you say so?
- Oh, what is wrong with you, you irritating pip squeak?!
- Jeez, that wasn't very knife.
- I don't care, okay?
I don't care.
- No, that's not very knife.
- And I told you, I don't care.
- Mh, no, knife!
- What?
(Bundt Cake screams)
- Ooh, right in the touche.
- Ow, ah!
- Hey, you got something oozing out of you.
- Ah, this is just great.
My molten lemon is oozing everywhere.
- Wait, molten?
Like lava?
- What? No.
- You are a mini volcano, I knew it.
- No, its just molten lemon filling.
- Hot lava butt cake (laughs)!
(wind swoosh)
Hey, who are you?
- I'm Moon Pie.
- (Laughs) Oh man, what luck I'm having today.
Wait, you don't look like a moon pie.
- Aren't moon pies chocolaty and round?
- They sure are, but that's not why they call me, Moon Pie.
This is why (laughs)!
- Agh, my eyes!
(Orange laughs)
(Moon Pie farts)
(cheerful music)