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Ooh! Oh! Go on! Get off!
Yaach! Chilli weed. Always grows here after heavy rain.
The only thing that keeps it under control is chilli grubs.
I like i-i-i-i-t!
Ugh. Grubs for brains.
Whoa! Argh. Oof!
Oof. HE LAUGHS
Huh? THEY LAUGH
What you doing there, you grubmuffin?
Ah! You got grubs!
Oh, have I got grubs! Look at these jiggly wrigglers.
Chilli grubs. They pack quite a kick.
-Go on, I dare you.
-You dare me?
Well, in that case...
-Willi, you in?
Come on - a dare's a dare!
THEY SHOUT AND LAUGH
Don't take this personally, but eyy-oh!
-Oooh! You too!
-We all stink.
-Another chilli grub?
I'm not sure my nostrils can take any more.
Ah, well, if you're both too scaredy-snike.
I'm not. Give me a grub!
Wahay! Waaah! Wooo!
There's sofa rots around here, somewhere.
I feel it in my ears.
What the bot?!
What is that disgustable smell?
You sweaty little squidge blob.
There you are. Tink, listen, these chilli grubs - you can't eat them!
Happi, it will have to wait. We've got to find Willi.
Oh, more gumble than grey matter.
Don't worry, you bilious little stink bomb.
I won't give you to the king.
-You're safe with little old Weathersnike.
Uh! What is she doing?
Oooh! Eau de gumble.
What are you cackling about, you hocus-pocus woo-peddling old trout.
Uhh. What's that smell?
Yes. Something disgustingly putrid.
Mmm. It's you.
-FUNKY MUSIC PLAYS
I know! Get a load of that!
Blob like it! Blob sniff it!
What's with the stink, you old boot?
Oh, it's just my natural stinky snikeness.
-Blob want more!
I'm having a go.
-I'm such a wumpus. Daring him to eat chilli grubs like that.
She'll never give him up while he smells like that.
Come on, gumblechum. I DARE you to gobble some more chilli grubs.
Now I'm going to have to do it!
SQUIDGE! SQUIDGE! SQUIDGE!
-I reckon we got them all. Snike Hill?
One now to give us a head start?
There you are! I've been trying to tell you - stop! No, don't!
-I think we just did.
We've got nails for a smelly lakes night.
What, for little old me?
-Can I tempt you with a little festering sofa rot, madam?
Quick! Before they spot us!
-Last one each?
-I don't think there's time!
Right, it's official - we reek!
OK, I'll distract Chank, you watch my back.
My dear pungent old scrag.
Oh, you charmer!
Get off me, you old stink stealer!
I can't! You smell even more horrible-icious than me!
Hey! My bag!
Let go, you disgusting old lobster. I want that gumble!
Any time now, Bounce!
Sweat for them!
Hold on! I'm going in!
Time to go!
Did you see their faces?
Oh! Spitting snikes! What are you doing down there?
Chilli weed! It's taken over the island!
-The chilli grubs are the only thing that eats it.
-Why didn't you tell us earlier?
I'll fix this, I promise, if it takes me all night.
-It's no good, Tink. They grow too fast. We need...
And we've eaten them all.
No, we haven't.
So, come on, who's going to give me a present-ement?
Box of nails or a bit of old mattress, eh?
-In return for a little sniff of my toes.
-Let me see - tempting, but no.
On balance, I'd rather chew off my own limbs.
Our smell's worn off. We need more gumble sweat
to distract her and get that bucket back.
Better get sweaty, then, gumble-chum.
Oi! You grub-guzzling little...
-Gumble at 12 o'clock.
-What? I don't see no clock.
Would sir and madam like to try a splash?
What's going on? Grab that snivelling little...
Weathersnike, my dearest, fetted anchovette,
look at you - a vision on a bucket.
What the farty fart is going on here?
Get that gumble!
-Have a whiff, Your Malodourousness.
Oh! Bring it on, you scaly stinkers!
You too, pipsquidge!
-Should we help him?
GRUNTS AND SNARLS
Are the grubs OK?
I thought there were only two left.
Er, I... I'll explain later.
-Gumble chums, you're not still cross about the dare?
You stink, grub-muffin!
Seriously, I've smelt nicer things between a snike's toes!
-Come on, give us a hug!
You know you want to! You know it's good for you!