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# Let's go on an adventure
# That isn't very wise... #
-I love you guys!
SCREAMING AND SHOUTING
# This is Captain Crazier
# Feels like we're endangered
# Species! #
MERL SNORES AND SLEEP TALKS
THEY ALL SNORE
The sleep, it is so crowded!
Go in your own beds, yes?
You'll like this, Senor Nuttybutty.
What is the seven-letter word for not enough space?
Oh, I know, I know!
What're you doing, Merl?
Fitting letters in little squares?
Still using the boring old alphabet?
# La, la, lather-amundo
# Me, me, me, querto
# With my soap-oh
# In all the spot-ohs. #
PIXEL STARTS TO HUM
GULL STARTS TO SING
Not a good idea to jump around in the shower, Merl.
This! She is a violacione of the privacy!
A family meeting, she is being called.
What's up, Nuttercup?
I need the space.
But, Merl, we've got tonnes of space.
Almost too much space.
So the stump, I have divided her into three equal parts.
She is beautiful, yes?
We each get our own space that is ours.
You see how we can be alone together, yes?
I am having the kitchen, the bedroom,
as well as yawny and much of the stairs.
Pickle, she has the couch
and el place-oh stinkioso near the potty.
And Gull... Eh, he has these spaces, too.
I'm calling my spaces the United Spots of Gull.
I'm calling this here the Fun Public of Picklonia.
Law number one, have fun.
Law number two... GIGGLES
I said "number two".
And this is...The Space That Is Mine And Not Yours
So Do Not Cross The Line, yes?
Hmm, that name needs a little work.
Here are some other options -
Don't Touch That Ville.
No, she is called...
The Space That Is Mine And Not Yours So Do Not Cross The Line, yes?
GULL LAUGHS AND YELPS
Oh, you're right. We haven't eaten in a while.
Well, let me just get you something out of the fridge.
Gull, you cannot be crossing the borders with the willy-nilliness.
Everyone must stay inside their spaces.
Pfft, lighten up, Puncharello. He just wants a snack.
He can go to el-fridgador, but only if he, how you say...
pays his ways?
Is that all you got?
She is acceptable.
Hey, Merl, where'd all the good food go?
How you say...
my space, my rules?
-It's time for...
BOTH: Danger time danger!
-Welcome to the Antique Nut Show.
Merl, what gives?
I'm sorry, Pickle, but el-televisioni,
she's in the sovereign territory of me.
My space, my rules.
Hmm. I can't cross the line without paying,
but he didn't say nothing about this!
My airspace! She's invaded.
Merl, you OK?
There will be no more crossing of the lines.
The border, she is now closed.
Pickle, you are knowing of the rules, yes?
I ain't in your stinky old space.
PICKLE SINGS AND HUMS
Ooh, my pinky toe almost crossed the line.
I'd better be careful.
Pickle, you cannot make the blowing of the air here.
No law against it in my space.
My space, my rules.
Ah! I will stop this.
How are you going to do that, build a wall?
DRILLING AND HAMMERING
Nobody puts Pickle in a corner!
Want to squat with me?
There's room under my nice, warm armpit.
MERL SIGHS AND SHUDDERS
Thanks for the light, Merl. This one's for you.
Phew. How about tossing me some grub, bub?
The food, she is in my land and she is not for you.
But I'm hungy!
WHINES AND MOANS
Eh. Perhaps there is poppy corns in the couch.
Go look while I'm having the tapas.
I do not even like the carrots and yet I eat them.
Why do I do this?
Because you're a big meanie?
Because I can! My space, my rules.
Oh... The carrots, they are too much of the fibre.
El potty, she calls to me.
The border! Ay, ay, ay...
Pickle, may I have the permission to cross your territory, por favor?
Sure, Merl. Everybody's welcome in Picklonia,
as long as you sing the national anthem.
-The anthem nacional?
Repeat after me.
# Merl's face is so bad
# Even he wants to leave... #
# Merl's face is so... # Hey!
Well, go on,
-finish the song.
You cannot just make up songs
about how your space is better than everyone else's.
Well, sure it is.
Everybody wants to live in Picklonia.
Isn't that right, Nuttybutty? MERL GASPS
Senor Nuttybutty, he is behind the enemy lines.
In fact, he's changing his name to...
Carrot Parrot cos it's funner.
I'm carrot parrot. Pickle rules, pickle rules!
CARROT PARROT SQUAWKS
This insult, she means war.
How long has it been, Carrot Parrot?
Five minutes, five minutes.
Five minutes? That's like...
We can't go on like this, Merl.
So, you surrender and I go to el-potty, yes?
Then, to your face stuffing, I say never, too!
My rules! MERL GROWLS
SCREAMING AND LAUGHTER
Too bad we all don't live in the United Spots of Gull
because you guys could totally eat and potty there.
You know, making the whole stump a United Spot was a sweet idea.
Yep, but there's only one spot we really need - the family spot.
OK, Gull, I think you can do the letting go now.
It's starting to get a little weird now, Gull.
My space, my rules.