We all know why we're here.
The Lynn situation is literally the worst thing that's ever happened.
We never should have beat her at that cat game.
I say we challenge Lynn to a rematch.
Only this time, we throw the game.
That way, she'll feel like a winner again.
And stop driving us crazy.
A rematch, huh? This place is going to be spotless after I wipe the floor with you.
Boo! Yeah, Let's do this.
Will anyone trade me a scratching post for a laser pointer?
- Sure! - Take mine! Take mine!
Will anyone trade me at cat bed for a litterbox?
- Negatory. - Sorry.
Your turn, Lynn.
Yes! Ball of twine, chumps!
One? Gah! Come on!
Are you sure you read that right?
Six all day long, baby!
Hope you guys are hungry!
Because it’s almost time for Lynner Lynner chicken dinner.
Ding-a-ling-a-linga-ling!
- Hey! What’s wrong with you? - Why’d you do that?
What? The plan was to throw the game.
And no one else was doing it!
Wait a sec. Throw the game?
You guys were trying to lose to me on purpose?
Okay? Yes, we were. We just thought if we let you win,
you’d stop being so insanely competitive with us.
I was just trying to get my edge back after losing to you guys.
Well, to be completely transparent, the only reason you lost
is because we all teamed up against you.
What? Why would you do that?
Because that your 300 wins…
Well, technically, 303 but who’s counting?
We couldn’t take your gloating anymore, dude.
Yeah! We were all in the same gloat.
We were tired of eating your gloatmeal.
Not now, Luanne.
Wow. So, you’re saying I’m a bad loser and a bad winner?
- Precisely. - You all feel this way?
- Yeah. - Afraid so.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a jerk.
I just love playing games, especially with you guys.
Look, if you give me another chance, I promise to be a better sport.
What do you say?
- Why not? - Okay, Lynn.
Yes! First you apologize.
Uh. Sorry. That was the last one. Better sport starting… now.
That's all my cards.
- So, I guess… - You can say it.
- You win. - Okay. Cool.
I win. Good game, guys.
Good game.
Yeah! I rule! Lynner Lynner chicken dinner!
I know a game I can beat her at.
We all know why we're here.
The Lynn situation is literally the worst thing that's ever happened.
We never should have beat her at that cat game.
I say we challenge Lynn to a rematch.
Only this time, we throw the game. That way, she’ll feel like a winner again.
And stop driving us crazy.
A rematch, huh? This place is going to be spotless after I wipe the floor with you.
Boo! Yeah, Let's do this.
Will anyone trade me a scratching post for a laser pointer?
- Sure! - Take mine! Take mine!
Will anyone trade me at cat bed for a litterbox?
- Negatory. - Sorry.
Your turn Lynn.
Yes! Ball of twine, chumps!
One? Gah! Come on!
Are you sure you read that right?
Six all day long, baby!
Hope you guys are hungry!
Because it’s almost time for Lynner Lynner chicken dinner.
Ding-a-ling-a-linga-ling!
- Hey! What’s wrong with you? - Why’d you do that?
What? The plan was to throw the game.
And no one else was doing it!
Wait a sec. Throw the game?
You guys were trying to lose to me on purpose?
Okay. Yes, we were. We just thought if we let you win,
you’d stop being so insanely competitive with us.
I was just trying to get my edge back after losing to you guys.
Well, to be completely transparent, the only reason you lost
is because we all teamed up against you.
What? Why would you do that?
Because that your 300 wins…
Well, technically, 303 but who’s counting?
We couldn’t take your gloating anymore, dude.
Yeah! We were all in the same gloat.
We were tired of eating your gloatmeal.
Not now, Luanne.
Wow. So, you’re saying I’m a bad loser and a bad winner?
- Precisely. - You all feel this way?
- Yeah. - Afraid so.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a jerk.
I just love playing games, especially with you guys.
Look, if you give me another chance, I promise to be a better sport.
What do you say?
- Why not? - Okay, Lynn.
Yes! First you apologize.
Uh. Sorry. That was the last one. Better sport starting… now.
That's all my cards.
- So, I guess… - You can say it.
- You win. - Okay. Cool.
I win. Good game, guys.
Good game.
Yeah! I rule! Lynner Lynner chicken dinner!