A Breadwinner’s gotta deliver, even when his gizzard is screaming “nope!” He puts on his helmet. Let’s rocket!
We need the one thing that stops all bread: THE BIG BAKER IN THE SKY!
GAH! TOO... MUCH... DAIRY... It freezes solid.
The terrifying “Night of the Living Bread” is over. Experts say the cause was... “extreme lack of common sense.” Back to you, Cheez.
He hurls the stale bagel. The Living Bread swarm it. Then he throws the cream cheese tub. It lands in the Loaf Colossus’s mouth.
Buhdeuce panics and tries to hide inside a bread basket. The basket grows teeth and chases him.
SwaySway grabs Buhdeuce and they super-boost-kick the frozen colossus into the giant oven statue.
One zombie baguette lunges. SwaySway dodges.
They jump in the Duck Truck and blast off, leaving a trail of rainbow exhaust.
Muffin buttons... so many muffin buttons... honk-shuuu ...
The zombie breads start chanting in raspy whispers: “Crumb... crumb... crumb...”
YOU... FORGOT... TO... REFRIGERATE... US.
The Duck Truck skids into town. Everywhere they look, bread is coming to life. Sliced white bread crawls like slugs. Hot dog buns snap like jaws. A giant sourdough round rolls over T-Midi’s sno-cone stand.
A Breadwinner’s gotta deliver, even when his gizzard is screaming “nope!” He puts on his helmet. Let’s rocket!
We need the one thing that stops all bread: THE BIG BAKER IN THE SKY!
GAH! TOO... MUCH... DAIRY... It freezes solid.
The terrifying “Night of the Living Bread” is over. Experts say the cause was... “extreme lack of common sense.” Back to you, Cheez.
He hurls the stale bagel. The Living Bread swarm it. Then he throws the cream cheese tub. It lands in the Loaf Colossus’s mouth.
Buhdeuce panics and tries to hide inside a bread basket. The basket grows teeth and chases him.
SwaySway grabs Buhdeuce and they super-boost-kick the frozen colossus into the giant oven statue.
One zombie baguette lunges. SwaySway dodges.
They jump in the Duck Truck and blast off, leaving a trail of rainbow exhaust.
Muffin buttons... so many muffin buttons... honk-shuuu ...
The zombie breads start chanting in raspy whispers: “Crumb... crumb... crumb...”
YOU... FORGOT... TO... REFRIGERATE... US.
The Duck Truck skids into town. Everywhere they look, bread is coming to life. Sliced white bread crawls like slugs. Hot dog buns snap like jaws. A giant sourdough round rolls over T-Midi’s sno-cone stand.