Mr. Robinson was inside, reading his newspaper as he usually would when he and his wife are not arguing, when he overheard noise outside.
"Oh that better not be those Watterson kids again!" Mr. Robinson thought as he opened his front door, gasping when he saw mountains of lotsa spaghetti.
"What the hell?" Mr. Robinson exclaimed in his stuck gay voice.
Gumball and Darwin popped up behind one of the lotsa spaghetti mountains.
"Oh hi Mr. Robinson! We told everyone else you're gay, and they all felt bad for you so they all sent you lotsa spaghetti!" Gumball told him.
"Yeah! Enjoy your lotsa spaghetti!" Darwin complied with Gumball.
Mr. Robinson's face suddenly turned red as steam came out of where his ears would be. "I'M NOT GAY!" he yelled.
Darwin walked up and hugged Mr. Robinson, much to his refusal. "It's ok, Mr. Robinson. This lotsa spaghetti will make you feel better."
"Yeah!" Gumball also hugged Mr. Robinson, making him sigh in annoyance.
