Yes! Pizza!
Pepperoni.
Yay! Pizza!
Guys, you're not gonna believe this.
The library is having a contest.
We can win an entire night at Spunk E. Pigeon's.
Spunk E. Pigeon's Pizza Palooza Paradise!
Starring your favorite video games,
your favorite toppings and your favorite hits.
♪ Ooh, girl, if I could ♪
♪ Ooh, girl ♪
♪ Ooh girl Give you the world, girl ♪
Spunk E. Pigeon's Pizza Palooza Paradise!
You'll lose your mind!
You mean all of it?!
Yeah! All to ourselves!
We just have to read as many books as we can
as a family.
Well, hot dog, kids!
We've got some reading to do!
To the library!
Dudes, I'm hungry like the wolf. What's taking Dad so long?
And hello to my new viewer from Sweden
or should I say, valkommen?
To the Lynn-ternational Cuisine livestream with Chef Loud.
Today, we're making pizza. Oh, wait, they can't see that.
Today, we're making pizza.
All right. Get ready to feast, fam.
Not so fast. I meant feast your eyes.
We'll eat after I take photos for SwiftyPic.
Better take a few, JIC.
Ah! I can't post these.
They're totes ug. I'm starting over.
[screaming]
[phone dialing]
Royal Woods Pizza,
I'd like to order a very special pie
for a very special lady.
[doorbell ringing]
Hi. I have a delivery for the--
Ooh, pizza!
Why is it shaped like a heart?
Uh, I think it's supposed to be a butt.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, look, if we eat the super colossal pizza,
we'll win a trip to Italy.
Great idea, sis. Let's do it.
[squawking] Let's eat.
Whoa! They weren't kidding when they said colossal.
Come on, we have to do it for Mom.
[belching]
[groaning]
Bellissimo. Hey you won the prize.
[gasping] Oh, oh, oh.
Here's your pizza.
Pizza? We thought we won a trip to Italy.
That's right, a trip to Italy... For your mouth.
Seriously?!
You are a monster!
Hey Gino, these kids thought
they here winning a trip to Italy!
[laughing]
Let's go Bobby, don't forget the fridge.
[sighing] Gus' Games and Grub.
You never disappoint.
After a long week of sixth grade, there's nowhere
I'd rather throw back a few cold glasses of water.
Ahh. That's good tap.
Ahh.
One spaghetti pizza for my favorite customers.
Mm.
I only make this for my most regular regulars.
Speaking of, Stella, found your hoodie,
washed it and then dried it in the pizza oven.
Ooh, pizza pressed.
Hey, there's a pepperoni in my sleeve. Mm.
Liam, we've got your special seat cushion right here.
Ah, nothing better on your behind,
than a bale of hay.
And Rust Man, heard the good news
about your report card.
As promised, here's a game token for every A.
Yes. Thank you Wood Shop.
And thank you, Gus, for making us feel like family.
You're welcome, kids. Enjoy that pizza.
Oh, Lincoln, isn't that your sister?
Hey, Lincoln. It's like totes packed in here.
Mind if we share your booth?
Well, it's already... full.
[gasping] Is that spaghetti pizza?
- Yum. - We're starving.
Ooh, can I have a slice?
Oh. Well, I guess.
[belching]
So, what do you want on your pizza?
Hopefully not garlic.
Ah, anything but pineapple.
I have ananaphobia.
You know, the fear of pineapples.
I mean, they look like they have hair.
They're pointy. They really freak me out, man.
We found a weakness. Go, go, go!
Uh.
[whispering]
Here you go, one extra-large pineapple pizza
with extra pineapples and a pineapple stuffed crust.
Hello T-Bone. Remember me?
P-P-Pineapples?!
[shrieking]
[groaning]
Maria, I will call you for a redo of our date.
[screaming]
Uh, why can't I ever find a nice, normal guy?
Maria?
Arturo?
Wait for it, Ronnie Anne.
The magic's finally going to happen!
You might need a tissue because I know I will.
[crying]
Hmm. [gasping]
Oh, Boo-Boo Bear, this is so romantic.
And these pizza tacos your Abuela made are delicious.
Thanks, babe.
I'm just glad we're finally celebrating
our pizza-versary the way you deserve.
Thanks, Boo-Boo Bear, literally best pizza-versary ever.
Uh-oh. Maybe Tia Frieda shouldn't have used
real pepperonis.
[groaning, screaming]
Oh.
♪ If I could Ooh, girl ♪
♪ Give you the Ooh, girl ♪
♪ World, girl ♪
The fuzz-a-rockin' explodaganza appears every six minutes!
You know, this commercial is so realistic
I totally smell pizza.
[sniffing]
Hey, guys. Now that I can read,
I thought I'd make us all some pizza.
Pepperoni's in the oven and next up is... pineapple.
[dinging]
Well, isn't this just great?
Just as good as Spunk E. Pigeon's.
Get back here!
[laughing]
You'll never catch me, Wetta!
You owe me $50,000!
Now, I am just spritzing some rose water
on my blender brush.
Hey, Carlota. Oops, didn't know you were live.
Uh, just hang on, guys.
That's okay. My followers can wait. What's up?
I was just gonna ask if you wanted to split a pizza.
[gasping] Yes.
Awesome. I really want to try the famous Great Lakes style.
You know, thick and cheesy.
I'm actually more about thin crust pepperoni.
Oh, well, that's fine. We can get that.
Oh, no, no, no. Go ahead order what you want.
I'll just have leftovers tonight.
I don't want to order for just myself.
I'll have leftovers, too.
Well, guess I'll see ya later, since we both live here.
[chuckles]
Sounds good.
Ugh.
♪ Franks and beans Do do do ♪
♪ Frank's, yeah, yeah And beans and beans and beans ♪
♪ And beans, beans, beans ♪
Big cheese to toppings. Target is in position. Move out.
Be careful, guys. There's not mushroom for error.
[laughing]
Luan, this line is not for jokes.
My baked beans. What is happening?
I guess there's only one thing to do.
[phone dialing]
Make franks and Lima beans.
[groaning]
Where the heck is our can opener?!
[grunting] Ahh. Thank you, Geo.
Nothing like a little Lynn-genuity.
Where are the dang knives? I've got 20 hot dogs to slice.
AH! Pot raccoons! No problem. We'll do a casserole.
[grunting]
I'll just heat her up in the old coffee pot.
That's using the old bean.
Dang it.
I'm proud of you guys. It was touch and go for a while,
but we all hung in there and--
Dinner's served!
♪ Franks, franks and beans They're Lima
- What? - Franks and beans ♪
It's not exactly hot, but I'd rather eat cold beans
than a plate of failure.
[groaning]
Someone get me the phone.
Yes! Pizza!
Pepperoni!
Yay! Pizza!
Dinner. Goulash again. That's a nope.
A bite of pizza, it tastes like hope.
Dinner.
[music playing]