As usual, the Aqua Teens(Or the Aqua Units, whatever floats your boat) have next to no money. A light shone in the tunnel when Frylock found an ad on the computer for three job openings at a familiar park. Frylock told Shake the news. Shake, of course, wasn't so happy.

"C'mon, Shake! We really need the money!" Frylock told his cup-shaped friend, who sat on the chair, rolling his eyes as he watched TV.

"I'm not fit for stupid park labor, man! Plus, it's so far away!"

"No it's not, it's close! It's like only 20 miles away from the inner city!"

Shake reclined his chair, trying to avoid the conversation. "Ugh, you know I can't work!"

"Please, Shake, I'll tell Mr. Benson that you need a simple task, alright? Plus, he's agreeing to pay us big time if we work there the whole summer!"

"The WHOLE summer? What!"

Frylock just rolled his eyes. "Like you had anything better to do?"

"But...but.." He looked at Meatwad, who came rolling out of his room. "But poor Meatwad will be all alone if we leave him here by himself!"

"Oh I got that covered. Mr. Benson said that there's an elderly man that could use a babysitter."

Shake just laughed at this. "Meatwad? A babysitter? He can barely SIT! How the hell can he make a baby sit?"

"I can sit. Just not very good." Frylock looked at his small roommate.

"Meatwad, we're gonna be staying at a park for the summer. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"Ah yeah, boy! I can't wait! I gots to get packed!" He rolled off to his room.

"See, Shake? Meatwad seems happy about it. It'll get you outta the house."

Shake glanced down, unsure. "I dunno..."

"They got a TV there and a video game console."

"Okay, count me in." Shake said, lifting his chair up. "And there better be food-"

"It's got everything, alright? I'm gonna go get packed, we're takin' the bus there tomorrow morning at 7, don't stay up too late." He left the room.

"Fine, mom." Shake said, looking back at the TV.

Shake was still unsure. Truthfully, he'd rather spend the summer at his own house doing what he likes to do, and most of all, mess with Frylock. And Meatwad too, Shake thought. But, Frylock is just so, different..

Ew. Shake pushed the nasty thought away. Why does my mind always have to be so gay, the milkshake thought. He just watched the TV. Women with huge tata's, that's what I like..

Meanwhile, Frylock packed his suitcase in his room. Quite frankly, Frylock was excited. He was doing it more for the money, he hoped he would make some new friends as well. He got sick of Shake, Meatwad, and Carl most of the time. Meatwad isn't even really a friend, he's like a kid. Carl is more to himself, and Shake? Well, Shake. He's...different, Frylock calmly thought.

Over the years, Frylock would sometimes have these weird feelings and stirrings about his roommate. He wouldn't dare bring them up to him, especially since he seemed like such a homophobe. He's such a D-bag, but I don't know. He's...soo...

Frylock smacked himself as he continued to pack. Hopefully this summer I can meet some REAL friends...