- Howdy, howdy fruit loops.
I'm Orange,
and joining me today is my best friend.
- Yeah. When's he gonna get here?
(Orange laughing hard)
- Oh Pear, that's the kinda rapport
that makes us the best of friends.
(Pear sighs)
Fruit lovers, I won't draw this intro out any longer.
Today we're doing the Draw It or Eat It Challenge.
The rules are simple.
- Let me guess.
If you can't draw it, you have to eat it.
- Exactly. I don't care what they say about you Pear,
you are smart.
(Orange laughing hard)
- What? Who says I'm not smart.
- Round one! Draw an octopus!
Go!
- Huh. Well, at least it's an actual food.
I was afraid I was going to have to eat an old boot
or something like that.
- You wouldn't want to eat an old boot?
- Are you kidding?
Nothing would be worse than eating an old boot.
- And that's time.
- Oh man, that was fast.
I didn't quite finish.
- What do you think?
- That's an octopus, alright.
- Woo hoo! I don't have to eat an octopus.
Or should I say "eight" an octopus?
(Orange laughing)
- Yup. And clearly mine is an octopus.
So, I guess neither of us have to.
- Not so fast Pear.
That doesn't look like an octopus to me.
- What? Of course it does.
- Dunno Pear, it only has seven legs.
Maybe you don't know this, but octopuses have eight legs.
- I know how many legs an octopus has.
I just ran out of time!
- Sorry, but I'm gonna have to challenge this one.
- Fine. Who's going to judge?
Because it can't be you.
- We'll just ask this random passerby.
Excuse me sir,
what is this drawing of?
- I literally have no idea.
It makes no sense.
Is it being held right side up?
- Dude. It's obviously an octopus.
- An octopus?
I think not.
Octopi don't have mouths on the side of their head,
their mouths are underneath.
Besides, if these are supposed to be legs,
there are only seven of them.
- You seriously couldn't tell it was an octopus
because it only had seven legs?
Well, it's not called a septopus now, is it.
Good day!
- I ran out of time!
- And it seems you ran out of luck.
You failed to draw an octopus,
so you'll have to eat one at the end of the episode.
- Good grief.
- On to round two!
This time we must draw
a bicycle! Go!
- Oh, a bicycle,
come on.
That's not even remotely edible.
- Well, if you can draw one,
you won't have to worry about that, will you?
- I guess not.
Jeez. Bicycles are harder to draw
than I thought they'd be.
- Two seconds left.
- Why is there so little time?
- And pencils down.
What do you say?
Bicycle?
- Bicycle.
How about mine?
- Um.. What the heck is that?
- Dude, it's a bicycle.
It has two wheels, a frame.
Give me a break.
You know exactly what it is.
- Um.. I can't say that I do.
Challenge!
- Now, come on.
- Relax, we'll ask a random passerby.
You, sir.
- Yes.
- Him again, really?
- Excuse me, sir.
But could you tell me what this is a drawing of?
- Oh, I know what this is.
It's an impressionistic rendition
of the concept of friendship.
- Huh?
- Yes. You see the lines are ridiculous.
They obviously aren't trying to communicate
anything literal.
- Oh, so you're an art critic now.
- I minored yes.
- Scram zucchini!
Oh my gosh.
I'm going to have to eat a bicycle.
- You sure are.
And I'm wheelie excited to watch it.
(orange laughing)
- Ugh!
- Come on Pear,
don't tell me you're already two-tired of my jokes.
(Orange laughing)
- Grr!
- Round three.
This time we have to draw joy!
- Joy. How the heck am I supposed to draw joy?
- I don't know, but I sure as heck did it.
- What?
You're already done.
- I kind of have to be.
There's only one second left.
- What the!
- And time!
- Well, they're both awful.
- You think mine is awful?
Does that mean you're challenging?
- Yes. I'm challenging.
Challenge!
I challenge!
- Very well. Random passerby, what say you?
- This guy, again?
Why is he always passing by?
- Hey it's a free country, pal.
I don't have to answer to you,
but if you must know,
I kind of forgot where I live.
- Random passerby, what do you think this is a picture of?
- I don't think it's a picture of anything.
- Ha!
- Because I know it's a picture of joy.
- Woo hoo!
- What? Hold up!
Okay, so what's mine a picture of, ha?
Is it joy too?
- Nah. Jubilation perhaps,
but certainly not joy.
(Pear screaming)
- And that's certainly not joy either.
(Orange laughing hard)
- Whatever. It doesn't even matter.
What, I have to eat joy now?
That's impossible.
- Yo! Someone called, the name's Joy?
(Pear laughs nervously)
- Seriously. Joy is an old boot?
- I describe myself more like middle aged, but sure.
Oh, and I brought my bicycle and pet octopus as instructed.
- Wow. Well that's a surprisingly tiny bicycle and octopus.
Maybe this won't be as hard as I thought.
- What are you talking about?
I ain't no octopus. Can't you count.
I only got seven legs.
- Oh. Okay.
Well,
where's the octopus then?
- Right here!
(Orange and Pear screaming)
- Who's gonna try and eat me?
Huh, who?
Is it you?
- Nope, nope, sir.
I already ate.
- Wait, was that a pun? "Eight", because I have eight legs.
(Orange laughs)
I just got it.
- Yeah. Yeah.
It was a pun.
- Oh.
(octopus laughs)
Well.
I hate puns!
(Orange and Pear screaming)
(funky music)