Help!

At least I finally got that flat stomach!

Oh, hi, guys!Oh, no!

Dinner is served!

Thanks, Mr. Dad!

Being slapped in the face with wet spaghetti was the nicest thing that happened to us all day!Yeah, being a guy these days is the worst!

What is that?

Your words!

And you're gonna eat them right now!Why?

Because being a woman is the worst!

It's like playing one of your video games without the... the... the stick of happiness!Do you mean the joystick?

No, I meant...

Yeah, I think she meant joystick.You guys can complain all you want, but you know who really has it the worst?

Kids!

No matter how right you are, everyone is just so condescending!Oh, sweetie, condescending isn't a word!

Anyway, you should try being a grown-up.

Responsibility, fatherhood, full-time employment.

Avoiding those things is so hard for an adult!Really?

Then let me tell you about my day!

And that's how you bench press, right?

Dude...What do I smell?

Is it cinnamon?

No, citrus.

No, wait, wait, wait, no.

Lilac?

Nope, it's called Roses of the Meadow.

We thought we tried Mom's shower gel for a change.That's it.

It's weakness I smell.

They don't smell like the chemicals we've been taught to associate with manliness!

Quick, everyone!

Question their masculinity in a sarcastic way!You know where to go out with your perfume?

Admitting you're insecure instead of punching someone in the face!

Yeah, what next?

Going to see a doctor instead of suffering in silence until it's too late?Yeah, and then what?

Admitting you sometimes wear makeup to hide your blemishes and your mom's all like, Tobias, if you like makeup so much, I'll buy you some, but stop stealing mine!

I meant...You pungent, potpourri punks!

And it went like that the whole day.

A whole day where we had to hold in our tears too because boys don't cry!

So if you'll excuse us...Oh, so you think your day was hard.

My day was harder than your father's crusty big toenail!

Mom, please hurry up and tell us about your day so we can get that image out of our heads!Mr. Yoshida, how come we've never had a female employee of the month?

We can't have a picture of a woman.

It would distract all the men.

Then who would be employee of the month?Well, maybe it's time for a change.

That reminds me.

Seeing as you've been here five years, it's about time you had a promotion in your own office.

Huh?

Congratulations.

Let's see if we can't pick you out a company car.Hey, Carl, do you have that report I asked for?

I put it on the boss's desk.

Oh, that reminds me.

Jim, I read your report.

Great work.

Let's see if we can't get you an office of your own.Oh, that reminds me.

You should smile more, sweetheart.

So not only am I getting paid 22% less for my work than the men, I also have to let them take all the credit!You're right.

That's a very good point, Gumball.

I still think being a kid is worse.

Sure, sweetie.

How do you cope with all those short days and long holidays?

It must be so tough.Well, at least my generation didn't ruin the economy and the planet.

The house that I'll never be able to afford will be underwater anyway.Oh, pumpkin, an underwater house is called a submarine.

Because it's shaped like a sandwich.

Don't be grumpy.Oh, this is really satisfying.

Oh, let me try.

Oh, yeah, that is nice.