The Simpsons Go To Hawaii Self explanatory. With Oscar screaming at Dolphas and Artie Ziff returns.

Plot

Night time over Springfield, the cartoon yellow world slumbers.

Comic Book Guy still likes Zsa Zsa Bonks...He sleeps with the plush...

Apollo pulls his magnificent sun chariot across the sky, or sometimes Ra, ie Eagle-Head...

"You're killin' me here with this jibba-jabba." saud the god Apollo.

"Quit your jibba-jabba!" Mr T yelled.

The narrator sighed, irked.

"What's your name, baby?" said Apollo.

"I am the narrator." I sighed flustered.

"Oh, come on! What's your name?" said Apollo in a smooth Pimp voice.

"- Bob." Yes! Bob the narrator!

"Actually it's Oscar... Oscar Diggs Tamaki..." I sighed.

"Eh... whatever Hon..." said Apollo.

Then suddenly, the sleepy town was attacked! By a giant guacamole monster!

"Oh Hell no!" Bart whined.

The walking blob of guacamole roared and hurled guacamole at buildings, the spicy avocado dip splattered where it landed.

"Oz no!" Bart groaned.

Bob has spoken! Ugh I mean Oscar.

Apollo grimaced and flew off with the sun somewhere...

Also, outside Moe's was a guy selling hats...

"Would you care for a hat? I have a discount on stetsons." said the hat guy.

"Uh... no..." Oscar winced as he wrote up the narration.

"Well my brother Batterson cooks pies..." said the hat guy.

"Oh shazbot!" Oscar yelled flustered.

"I LIKE PIE!" Teddy, Oscar's living teddy bear thing yelled delighted.

Oscar face palmed flustered.

And the Aztec Theatre was playing Zephyrus Gump...

Oscar winced.

Then it suddenly played Bella Notte (Beautiful Night) from Disney's Lady and the Tramp while panning through town.

Santa's Little Helper and She's The Fastest had spaghetti for dinner round the back of Luigi's. They fight over the spaghetti. They growled and fought over a strand of spaghetti.

Family Guy then tried to be edgy and controversial by mentioning Michael Vicks, who runs a dog fighting ring, and drowns dogs...

Cousin Hank Simpson seethed.

"I need some Vicks for my sinuses..." Teddy sighed as his big wet shiny nose was bunged up.

...

The Simpsons house, living room.

The Simpson family is gathered around the TV. Homer is lazily flipping through channels with a remote.

"Marge, why can't we have one of those fancy smart TVs? This thing is so last century!" Homer groaned.

"Homer we can't afford a new TV, we have bills to pay." Marge sighed.

Homer sighed flicking through the channels.

"We watch way too much TV..." Lisa sighed.

"Can you just leave it on the Disney channel?! I was watching Bonkers!" Oscar yelled.

Homer gave a surly look and gave Oscar the remote.

Oscar changed the channel back to the Disney channel and watched Bonkers.

Bart groaned as if he had a stomach ache. "Oz grow up..."

Oscar glared at him before turning his attention back to his sappy Disney cartoons.

"Bart stop rebelling and insisting upon watching R rated gory movies... They'll warp your mind..." said Lisa.

Bart stuck his tongue out at her.

Bonkers D Bobcat just got smooshed by an anvil.

"You are way to close to that TV... scooch back a foot..." Homer said to Oscar who was sat way too close to the TV.

"I am not..." said Oscar.

Honer seethed.

"Oscar shuffle your keister back here meestah..." Marge making a firm point but in a gentle manner.

Oscar sighed and shuffled backwards away from the TV.

Homer groaned.

"Now what?!" Marge put down her knitting to sigh irked with Homer.

"Marge, I tried to find the remote control, but I can't." Homer whined.

"Homer you gave the remote to Oscar..." Marge sighed.

"What a dumbo..." Bart remarked. Homer growled at him.

Homer cringed as Oscar insisted there be cartoons on, his sappy Disney cartoons. "How can you watch this crap?!"

Marge gave Homer a sharp, cold glare.

"I mean, fiddly dee... this show sure is crummy!" Homer sighed censoring himself because of Maggie and Eric.

"This stinks..." Homer groaned.

Bart smelt something rank. He sniffed Oscar. "The only thing here that stinks is Oscar, I think he fudged his Huggies again..."

"Eeeeeew..." Homer groaned.

"Oh for crying out loud... quit embarrassing him!" Marge nagged.