What? Seriously?
No one has a yarn ball to trade me for some catnip?
Uh, fresh out.
[groaning] I can't build squat!
This game bites it! Hard!
[meowing]
Well, I see our time is up.
We have a ten-way tie for first, with Lynn in a distant second.
Count it again!
Lynn, I do not make errors.
[screaming]
Well, that ought to stop Lynn's competitive behavior.
And all of her gloating.
Yeah. I'd say we really got her gloat.
We put her on a gloaten-free diet.
Unless she's a gloaten for punishment.
Hey, where are you going? I'm just gloat-in' started!
I can chug faster than you!
[belching]
I win! In ya face, Milk-coln! Whoo!
Race you to the top!
Ow!
Whoo hoo!! I win! Ho ho, you went down hard!
I thought I was going up.
[babbling]
Yes! I win. I stacked more blocks than you.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh!
Boom! I win! Made an explosion first.
I wasn't trying to make an explosion! Dang it.
I can wash faster than you.
I can brush faster than you!
I can go to sleep the fastest!
[groaning]
I can also snore the loudest!
[snoring]
[groaning]
Whoo! I was up first!
Ha, ha! Lori, I totally ate more bacon than you. Loser!
[groaning]
Where are you going?
Anywhere I can be away from Lynn!
Pancake challenge! Right now!
Which one of you lame-os is gonna man up?!
Please. Take us with you.
[sighing] This is sweet, right, dudes?
I really need a break from her.
Come on, Lynn! Push it! Push it! Dig deep!
[panting]
Yeah! You lose! Eat my dust!
[groaning]
[banging]
We all know why we're here.
The Lynn situation is literally the worst thing
that's ever happened.
[moaning] 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?
Well, this place is gonna be spotless...
after I wipe the floor with you! Booyah! Let's do this!
Will anyone trade me a scratching post
for a laser pointer?
- Sure. - Take mine.
Will anyone trade me a cat bed for a litter box?
- Negatory. - I gave my last one to Lynn.
Your turn, Lynn.
Yes! Ball of twine, chumps!
One? Argh! Come on!
Are you sure you read that right?
Six all day long, baby!
Hope you guys are hungry, 'cause it's almost time
for Lynn-er, Lynn-er, chicken dinner!
Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling!
- What the?! - What's wrong with you?
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?
'Cause after 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 gloat-meal.
Not now, Luan.
Wow. So, you're saying
I'm a bad loser and a bad winner?
Precisely.
You all feel this way?
- Yeah. - Kinda.
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 to 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!
Lynn-er, Lynn-er, chicken dinner!
At least it's not to our faces.
Getting there.
Baby steps.
[screaming] Winner!