Oh, I missed you.

Mwah.

I really want you to make another Ask Orange, please.

You got it, Maxwell, but there's just one problem.

I'm fresh out of TNT.

I used it all to blow Analog Orange to smithereens, and I can't start the episode without an amazing explosion to kick things up.

Oh, no.

Hey, Pear, I have something to say.

Oh, okay, what is it?

You are absolutely, totally awesome.

Aw, thank you.

And one more thing, TNT!

What?

Thank you, buddy!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

It's time for Ask Orange.

Hey, Orange, how does it feel to return home after being imprisoned by Analog Orange?

Oh, let's just say I've got a new zest for life.

Yeah, no more glitchy shadows, creepy whispers, or existential dread.

And even better, now that the warehouse has been returned to normal,

I have a lot of new friends to come and visit the kitchen.

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

Can you swim in Legos like how Scrooge McDuck swims in gold?

Well, only one way to find out.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

That was a huge mistake.

Ah, it's like stepping on a Lego with your whole body.

Ah!

Please subscribe.

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Orange, you're the goat.

Aw, really?

Wow, I'm bigger than Michael Jordan?

Tom Brady?

Steph Curry?

Wow.

Well, I just wanna say thank you to everyone who voted for me.

Also, my emotional support paperclip,

Greg the tumbleweed, and the crying onion in the fridge.

He's a really layered individual.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

No, goat!

Huh?

Ah!

I should've seen that one coming.

What would you do if the road was made out of peanut butter?

I'd grab some jelly and start a delicious traffic jam.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Oh, oh, oh, what the?

What is happening?

So creamy, so dreamy.

So slightly tire flavored.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

I regret nothing.

Orange, stop eating the road.

I can't stop, Pear.

I'm on a roll, a peanut butter roll.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Ah!

Hey, Orange, can you eat a whole car?

Sure, if I can dip it in peanut butter.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Stop eating my car, dude.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

How nutty is this?

Nuttier than a squirrel doing karaoke with a pistachio on its nose.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Stop encouraging him, y'all.

Can you say subscribe to Big Blurrent, friends, in whatever way you want?

Love you guys.

Okay, you said I could say it any way I wanted, so I'll say it in annoying Orange brain rot.

Subscrubber rubber butt blooper tillo armadillo fartillo.

Bro, you're just making up gibberish.

No, armadillo fartillo.

Huh?

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Instead of dropping things on Pear, let's drop Pear onto stuff.

What?

You heard him, Pear.

Let's go.

Please, no, no.

First up, a bouncy castle filled with used band-aids.

What?

Oh, gross.

This is disgusting.

You haven't even seen disgusting.

Next up, a pair of Crocs filled with cold scrambled eggs.

Why?

Why would anyone do this?

Oh, it got in my mouth.

Hold it together, Pear.

We're not even halfway through.

Next is a kiddie pool filled with warm Gatorade and baked beans.

What?

Oh.

Ow.

Oh, I'm gonna barf.

Next up, a toilet full of melted popsicles and expired ranch dressing.

Why is it expired?

You couldn't spring for fresh ranch dressing?

And finally, a deep fryer filled with earwax and glitter.

What?

Why are you doing this to me?

Tune in next time when we drop Pear into a stew of sweaty pickles and chunky toothpaste nuggets.

Where was Grandpa Lemon during the Analog Orange Saga?

Oh, right there.

At least some things never change.

Why did the banana go to the doctor?

How come?

Because he wasn't peeling well.

That was a good one.

But do you know why he wasn't peeling well?

Because he did the splits.

What?

Oh, talk about peeling out.

Oh no.

What's this?

Why isn't the VO guy reading this?

I have to go to the bathroom.

Okay, I guess I'll read it then.

Ask Orange.

If you read this comment, all of your friends will turn into dancing hippos.

What?

Yeah.

What's wrong, Orange?

Why are you being so hippo critical of us, Orange?

I wanna wish a happy Pride Month to Marshmallow.

I'm non-binary too.

Yay, that's amazing.

Hooray for being you.

Hey Orange, can you say hi, Amy?

Hi, Amy.

Can you talk to me, Orange?

Never.

Hi, I am your fan.

My fan can talk now?

What's the nastiest food you've tried?

Ooh, great question.

The nastiest food?

Expired broccoli yogurt.

Hungry?

In a rush?

Need to taste something that'll haunt your dreams?

Uh, no.

Introducing Bro-gurt.

That's right, broccoli yogurt.

It's chunky, it's funky, it's green.

All the rancid flavor of fermented broccoli in a squeezable tube.

Ugh, it's chunky.

Why is it chunky?

Protein, bro.

Ooh.

It tastes like armpits in rainbow gold.

Yay.

Each tube contains 1,000% of your daily note with flavors like expired ranch rocket, banana tuna swirl, and new taco night mistake.

Is it supposed to be smoking?

Why does it smell like skunk butts and TNT?

Ah!

A free serving is loaded with probiotic broccoli chunks.

It's like a gym locker in a compost bin had a baby.

I ate Bro-gurt and now I can't feel my face.

Excuse me.

Still hungry?

Try Bro-gurt, extra chunky.

Now with twice the broccoli stems and no sense of mercy.

Nah.

Hi, Annoying Orange.

How are you today?

I flossed with spaghetti.

I screamed at a toaster.

I brushed my teeth with nacho cheese.

I taught a pineapple to drive.

And I microwaved a cactus and now it thinks it's my dad.

Why did you go out for milk and never come back?

I married a fork.

I replaced my blood with maple syrup and I can hear colors.

Cool.

Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool.

So stable as ever, huh?

Mentally, I'm a bag of squirrels.

This message is brought to you by the Annoying Orange Mental Health Center of Glendale.

The only mental health center that treats issues with TNT.

Yeah!

Can you turn into any color besides orange?

Hmm, I don't know.

But something is telling me I should press that button.

Orange, whatever you do, please don't press that button.

What?

This button?

This completely unsuspicious, glowing, magical, beautifully tempting, fruit-friendly button?

Yeah, that one.

Don't do it.

Hmm, I don't know.

It says rainbow mode and it is pride month.

So, I think I'm gonna do it.

Please, don't.

I'm gonna.

Stop.

It's happening.

Oh no.

Hi-ya!

Ah!

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

I'm like Skittles with teeth.

Take the annoyance.

Whoa, I'm no longer boring.

Color me impressed.

Yay, rainbows make my tummy tickle.

Yay!

Yay!

Yay!

Yeah!

Holy cow, this is giving me a headache.

Happy pride month, everyone!

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