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The Internet.

The power of infinite knowledge.

Only a click away.

A tool to transform the world and unite every being.

And this is what they do with it.

26 pictures of llamas that pretty much sum up the human condition.

But look at that one having a bad hair day.

Sarah, it's just a llama-based ploy to ram as much advertising into your face as possible.

But it's good advertising.

Look, doctors hate him.

Learn his five-step trick for rock-hard abs.

Sarah, that's a picture of a rock.

The more we look at these things, the more our brains deteriorate.

So you're saying you don't want to know what type of sitcom character you are?

No.

But it says it will blow your mind.

I wasn't convinced, but now that you've added that tagline,

I'm kind of intrigued.

Pick an object.

What? How is that supposed to help analyze what kind of person I am?

Pick a word.

Noodle-oo, faring-goy, class-a-flerp, or Maurice?

These aren't even words.

Yes, they are.

Use them in a sentence.

I'm just going to the class-a-flerp to pick up my new faring-goy with Maurice.

Noodle-oo.

Which of these is your favorite?

A sock, the wind, Uganda, or a pickle?

I'm pretty sure these tests are created by pouring seeds on a keyboard and having pigeons peck at it.

What the what? I'm the loser?

Of course.

You're the character the audience likes to laugh at.

A loser.

Usually likes to criticize everyone, but stays completely oblivious to their own failings.

That sounds like I'm some sort of pathetic punk.

What did you guys get?

I got anime-obsessed fangirl who stalks the loser.

Which is completely accurate.

I got lovable sidekick.

Usually the loser's best friend.

Another important part to play in the grand sitcom that is life.

This is ridiculous.

My life is not a sitcom, and that test is completely random.

Look, I'll prove it.

Loser again?

Being the loser is cool, dude.

You're kind of like the answer hero.

No, it's not cool.

It's not at all who I want to be.

So who did you want to be?

Well, I'm not sure.

Describe him to me.

Athletic, the strong silent type, but who's also really funny and has great hair.

Are you sure that's who you want to be?

He kind of looks like a muscly man with a horse mane.

No, no, dude.

It's just, I just want to be popular.

What are you going to do then?

The exact reverse of everything I'd normally do.

All right, you're taking this too literally.

I've got to put an end to it before you go to the bathroom.

You're right.

I've got a better idea on how to become the popular one.

It's not going to be anything weird or unhealthy, is it?

No, no, no.

I'm just going to bottle up all my natural urges.

What are you doing?

Bottling up my urge to breathe.

I can see this is going to pan out great.

How about you just stick to being nice and stay away from the usual gumballism?

What's a gumballism?

When you say unnecessarily mean things, like your face looks like a cat trying to claw its way out of a melon.

Okay.

Hey, dudes.

Notice anything different?

Yeah, you look like a...

You look like a cannelloni filled with idiocy.

You look like the sausage on top of your head hasn't finished loading.

You look like a snort.

You look like a new man.

Ha-ha, thanks.

Your hair looks like a mess.

What was that?

The venom I'm keeping inside.

I must say, you're way nicer to talk to today.

Yeah, usually you're a total pickknitter.

Did you just say pickknitter?

Uh-huh.

But now you've turned over a new leap and started a nude.

Thank you for noticing.

Thank you for noticing.

Okay, class, settle down, please.

Are you sure you can maintain this?

It's a lot of venom to digest, but I think my body's getting used to it.

Well, be careful you don't get an ulcer.

Yeah, I'm way past that point.

Most people get indigestion, but I guess you get outdigestion.

Where'd that come from?

I don't know. What's going on?

Hey, Masami, I've been thinking.

We should go out.

We're already outside?

Hmm, continuity mistake with the haircut.

No, I mean we should go out on a date.

Sure. Meet you at Aquatipass never.

Oh, no.

What?

The canned laughter, the bad jokes, nature hates a vacuum, and I think Tobias has replaced Gumball as the loser in the grand sitcom of our lives.

Hey, Claire, I've been thinking.

We should go out, and I don't mean outside.

Normally I wouldn't date such a loser, but I'm impressed by your confidence.

See you tonight.

Yeah, I'm more concerned about Gumball.

He's more popular now, but I'm worried his liver's gonna fell from all the bile he's keeping inside.

Sorry I was so rude earlier.

It was very courageous of you to ask me out.

So, see you tonight.

A two-timer date story?

That's the laziest sitcom setup of all time.

That multicolored butt clown steals the part for two minutes, and we're already swimming in lazy sitcom cliches.

Hey, Alan, do you remember that time when I was trying to date Carmen?

No, I wasn't there.

Also, for the record, Carmen is my girlfriend.

Or that time when I was trying to date Masami?

Good times.

Or that time I was trying to date Carrie?

Can you please stop doing this?

I don't share these memories.

I'm just looking at you looking up.

He's already turned our lives into some lazy clip show.

My dry spell is over.

Tonight I'm dating not one, but two girls.

Yeah, putting aside the fact that it's morally disgusting, how are you gonna be in two places at the same time?

Easy. I'll just ask my genius sister for help.

Anais!

What's going on? Why have I got a lift?

What?

Not only is he doing a terrible job as a loser, he's taking over Gumball's whole life and ruining that, too!

What do we do?

We take him out.

How about we convince Gumball to go back to normal?

Yeah, of course. We'll try that first.

And then...

Come on.

Hurry up, Anais, or we'll be late for the Battle of the Bands!

No! He's changing the story halfway through!

Chill out!

No! He's ruining the continuity!

My continuity!

Hey, dude, you need to be the loser again.

What the...

Gumball, you need to get back to your old loser self!

No way, man. I'm popular now.

Dude, what are you chewing?

I don't know if it's a piece of meat that was stuck in my teeth or a bit of my tongue.

You're poisoning yourself!

It doesn't matter.

I'm like that Roman Emperor guy who kept drinking a bit of poison every day to build up a resistance.

Oh, and how did that end?

Uh, his palace was invaded and he tried to off himself drinking poison, but it didn't work and he got hacked to pieces by his own soldiers.

Okay, that's...

It would have been better if he had poisoned himself.

But either way, you can see it didn't end well, right?

Nothing will change my mind.

What was that?

An ironic music cue.

Nah, it'd be more like...

Meh, scary one works too.

Wait, why is it suddenly night time? School's not even over.

Trust me, that's not the most illogical thing going on right now.

Wait, what's going on?

That.

Mom, have you been buying food at the gross-urry store again?

Cause this mashed potato should be called trash potato.

The worse the joke, the louder the laughter.

What's he doing here?

He's doing a Christmas special now, apparently.

You know what, sis? I guess we learned a big lesson today.

Christmas is not about presents. It's about family.

So let's welcome a new member to our family.

Say hello to Quarp.

What is that thing?

The lovable alien that's only there to boost ratings.

It makes no sense. We're not even in the living room anymore.

We're not even on the ground.

What the...

Okay, Sarah, what the what's going on here?

You need to be the loser again.

No, people love the new me.

Not everyone.

So, Penny, I was thinking we should have a dinner date at that new diner. Dinner.

That's easy for you to say.

No, not Penny. Tobias, you...

That's it. Spit your venom at him.

If he goes on much longer, the sitcom of our lives will be so awful it'll get canceled.

Or worse, it'll turn out that it was all a dream.

Oh, gosh darn it!

Wait. What... What happened?

You had a boating accident while trying to jump a shark on water skis.

You've been unconscious for a few days.

Oh, you guys. Thanks for being there for me.

I guess friendship is the one boat that will never sink.

Do it.

I would say in your face, if you had one.

I would say in your face, if you had one.

I would say in your face, if you had one.