The Loud House

This program is rated G

and is suitable for general audiences.

Poo-poo!

O-M-Gosh.

I'm thinking these gloves would look super chic on you, Scoots.

No, these are too tight. My fingers can't breathe.

Excuse me, darling. I'm going line dancing tonight,

and I need to know which of these britches are

best for boot scooting.

Sorry, Cheryl, but when there's a line,

you have to wait your turn.

Oh, aren't I a rude goose?

Y'all got a rhinestone vest section?

Over behind the chaps.

So, how are we feeling about the gloves?

They're snug in all the right places.

Mm, I don't know.

Sweet ride. Sweeter gloves.

Here's a tip for a job well done.

Leni, can I see you in the back?

Sure, but first can I interest you in a new floral fanny pack?

Oh, sorry, Mrs. C. I can't turn it off.

Yay! Cake! Is it my birthday?

You, Leni Loud, are Reininger's employee of the month.

It's my birthday and I'm employee of the month!

It's just the second one, Len.

Remember when you first started? We had a few bumps in the road.

O-M-Gosh. I cannot let you buy that, sir.

Well, thanks for your opinion, but--

It's so not your colour.

So, here's to you, Leni.

We're so proud of how far you've come.

Thank you, but the breakroom isn't that far

from the register.

Hi, sweetie. How was work?

Amazing. I'm employee of the month.

Can't say I'm surprised.

You did sell dad all those scarves,

and now he feels so hip.

I didn't think I was a scarf guy,

but this just goes with everything.

I'm proud of you, Leni. You've really grown up.

Speaking of which, how would you feel about being

in charge while Dad and I go away for the night?

Hm, I would feel scared?

Did I get the answer right?

Honey, no. We're asking you to be in charge.

Dad's catering the Renaissance Fair,

and I need to help him run the mutton station.

You really think I can handle it?

I do. Now that Lori's at college,

you're the oldest in the house

and I think you're ready to step up.

You'll be fine. Just trust your instincts.

Fare thee well, young maiden.

We are setting forth for the Renaissance Fair.

Know that we art proud of thy newfound responsibility.

I don't know what that means, but thank you.

I think what your dad means is you're going to do great.

Please don't let the house burn down.

I got this. Just one night. Oldest sibling.

No! Let it go! Let it go!

What's going on, guys?

Lola's trying to take my money.

It's my money! I spotted it.

I was the one who fished it out of the sewer!

Come on. Stop fighting. Please?

Ew!

Yup, that's me. I just got sprayed by a skunk.

He wasn't down for it at first, but I talked him into it.

Leni, could you help me make room for this?

Sure. Is that lime jelly?

No, it's a spleen.

Leni? Hello?

Yup, she is officially in over her head.

I mean, Lori would have handled all this in two seconds flat.

Poor thing.

Huh? Lori! That's it!

Lori, help. Mom and dad are gone and I'm in charge,

and I don't know how to do, like, anything.

Sorry, Leni, but I'm at practice.

Can I call you back?

No! Please, Lori. Just help me out this one time,

and I'll never call you ever again. I promise.

Well, that's a little extreme.

Just tell me what's going on.

Give me that!

Okay, guys. You're going to split the money

and that's final.

That's not how money works!

Tomato juice will take care of that smell.

No! Get away from my sister!

That was, like, exhausting. Can we all go to sleep now?

It's 4:30.

Dude, Luan turned our room into a comedy club,

and she kicked me out because I wouldn't pay

the two lemonade minimum. Little help?

Me and my boo are here for the early show.

What did Germany say to Italy first thing in the morning?

You're up early.

Get it?

Hah! Love a good geography gag.

Ah, thank you, folks.

Now, don't forget to tip your server.

I think you're going to need this.

Sorry, it's my sister.

Hi, Leni. What's up?

Luan's running a comedy club out of her room!

Again?!

Oh, sorry. Okay, here's what you do.

What do you call a chicken mixed with a--

Folks, we've gotta shut this place down.

We're over capa-- huh?

Capacity.

Capacity!

Well, if the fire department's here, I guess that's legit.

Scoots, where's your scooter?

I upgraded.

Thanks for the assist, dude.

Now can I be done?

Hey, Leni. Is it cool if Clyde and I watch The Disemboweling?

Isn't that supposed to be the scariest movie of all time?

What? It's a comedy.

So, Leni. Can we?

Leni?

I'll take that as a yes. Yeah!

With that terrible T shot, a review was requested,

and thus was created, the mulligan.

Oh, my word!

Sorry! Leni, I can't talk. I'm in class.

Lori, please!

You've got this. Huh?

Fine, but if I get a call from someone named Booboo Bear,

I'm going to need that back.

Hm.

Seriously, dude. Enough with your jokes.

Oh.

Hey, Clyde. I got the popcorn.

-a guitar, dude!

What in the name of Bing Crosby is going on in that house?

Mr. Grouse. I'm so sorry for all the noise. Are we bothering you?

You're dang tooting you were.

I was so distracted I mowed over my begonias.

Eight months down the drain.

Sorry, we'll keep it down.

There's just a lot going on over here and--

Leni, help! The Wi-Fi's down and the movie went out

right at the scariest-- I mean, funniest part.

I'm fine if you want to switch gears.

We could read or do a word jumble--

Can you help us? Please?

Lincoln, I have no idea how to--

Up-bup-bup. Do a hard reset of the router

by updating the LAN configuration.

Once an IT guy, always an IT guy.

What am I going to do with all these intestines?

Bring it in, Tony.

Huh?

What? I needed a little sand to practice my beach volleyball.

Mr. Grouse, what do I do?

Well, how the heck do I know? Figure it out yourself.

I can't. I'm no good at this.

Please? Come on. Do you remember when

I styled you for the Veteran's Day parade?

The ascot did add a touch of class.

Thanks, Mr. Grouse. You're a life saver.

Huh?

What happened?

Apologies, sibling. I created a new fruit punch