- Hey, what's happening, and why is it happening
right in the middle of my bubble bath?
- It's a tornado siren.
Quick, turn on the news!
- An F five tornado is cutting its way through the city,
and it could be headed for the kitchen.
With more, we go to Pineapple in the field.
- Thanks, Tom.
Not really sure I should be out here, ow!
But I guess this is what wins Emmys.
- What do you see, Pineapple, what's going on?
- Well, the tornado is super huge.
It's changing course at random,
and, oh, it appears to be heading toward, oh my.
- Pineapple, what is it?
(crashes)
- It just took out a knife factory, Tom.
Oh, this is bad, I gotta get outta here.
- Stay strong, Pineapple, we need you covering this tornado.
- This is no tornado, Tom, it picked up hundreds,
possibly thousands, of knives
from the factory it just wrecked.
We're dealing with a full-blown knife-nado!
- And now, we go to Byron with sports.
- Thanks, Tom, the Cleveland Browns suck.
- Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man!
You heard 'em, that knife-nado could be here any minute!
What do we do, what do we do
(mumbles)
what do we do?
- Everyone relax, we have a tornado cellar
for this exact type of situation.
- Whoa, really?
Whew, that's a relief.
- You sound surprised, Orange.
- Sure am, I thought there was no way
we'd have the foresight to make a tornado cellar.
I figured we'd blow it for sure.
(laughs)
- Orange, last year we tasked you with building the cellar.
- What?
- You didn't build the tornado shelter?
Where did all the money we gave you go?
- Definitely not towards these sweet kicks and chains.
- You don't have feet or a neck!
- Guys, I hate to break this up, but.
Knife-nado!
(screams)
- Pear, look out for that knife, and that knife,
and that knife, and that other knife, and that knife there!
- Orange, there are knives everywhere!
(fruit screams)
- Oh, who wants to knife limbo with me?
How low can you go, how low can you go?
(laughs)
- Now is not the time, Orange!
- Little Apple can't participate in the limbo contest.
That would be cheating.
(laughs)
(screams)
- Guys, don't look now, but I think
the knife-nado is headed for another factory.
- Hopefully not another knife factory.
- Worse, it's a.
- Squash factory!
(crashes)
- This is too much!
How can I avoid all these knives and all these squashes?
- We're headed for another factory.
It's a TNT factory!
(crashes)
- Now this is just getting ridiculous.
(screams)
- Nobody touch the TNT!
Also make sure that none of the knives touch any of the TNT.
None of the squashes either.
- This is exhausting.
- Bad news, guys, I think the knife-nado
is taking us toward yet another factory.
And this one's a real doozy.
(laughs)
- It's an orange factory?
Aw, come on!
- Hey, hey!
- Yes, what do you want?
- Hey!
- I heard you, what do you want?
- Watch what I can do.
(hums)
(growls)
- Hey, hey, what rhymes with tornado
and is full of knives?
- Probably a knife-nado?
- Nope, a Julius Caesar-nado!
(laughs)
(groans)
(laughs)
- Aw, man, that's good.
- At this point, I kinda wish
a knife would hit a stick of TNT.
- Agreed.
The knife-nado's dissipating.
We made it through!
(crashes)
(cheers)
- We made it!
- Oh, oh, let's celebrate by
touching this knife to this TNT!
- No!
(uptempo guitar music)