Stink and Stinkability Bart won't bathe and stinks badly. Marge lays down the law. So Bart gets help from Johnny Test and American Dennis.
Plot
The Title gag Bender flying with Robot Hell moth wings.
The billboard is: "Yet another screwed up parody of a Jane Austen novel with added werewolves. For easily bored readers."
The chalkboard gag is "A belch is not an answer."
The couch gag is the retro Simpsons. They see the modern Simpsons and both families scream and flee.
...
Bart is watching the Krusty the clown show one evening.
Krusty is in a monster horror movie called the Space Mummy. Krusty is on screen brandishing a shotgun.
The premise of the movie is ridiculous...
Does it involve me slathering myself in butter and letting myself get eaten by the mummy so I can burst out of him like a hero?" Grampa asked.
Bart winced at him.
Bart is glued to the TV as he stares at it, hypnotised.
He is surrounded by empty packets and boxes of snacks.
Marge grumbles, vexed by the mess.
Green vapours waft from Bart.
Teddy inhales the the odours when he sniffs with his big wet shiny black nose. "Deeeeeugh!" He gagged and pulled an ugly face.
"No Spongebob gags..." Bart groaned.
"Grrrrrr..." the Space Mummy growled.
Oscar came in and saw the mummy. "That is so fake..."
Bart frowned at him and hushed at him.
"Come and get some! You malicious dybbuk!" Krusty snarled.
The space mummy growled.
Bart stares at the Tv while eating popcorn.
"Bart you've been watching that TV all weekend!" Marge nagged.
"So?" Bart asked staring at the TV.
"You haven't moved for two days!" Marge explained sharply.
"Not true..." I got up to fetch some snacks..." said Bart.
Marge seethed.
Bart sighed. "Oz..."
Oscar's eyes glow red as his evil powers activate.
Marge seethed and left Bart to watch his film.
"Gaaaaah!" A guy got killed by the space mummy.
...
Later Homer and the rest of the family come in.
"Peeeeeyeeeeew! Marge did a skunk die in here..." Homer groaned.
Lisa sniffed. "Deeeeeeugh!" she retched.
"Ugh... someone cut the cheese in here or something?" Hugo held his nose.
Homer glared at Hugo as he despised Hugo as he was embarrassed to have fathered conjoined twins.
Marge smelt the odour. "Geez! Maggie's never smelt that bad..."
"Check all the babies..." said Homer. He frowns at Oscar. "Including the big baby..."
Oscar glared at him.
"Homer don't pick on him for being disabled!" Marge yelled.
Marge lays Maggie and Eric down to check their diapers. They're clean. She then checks Oscar's super sized diaper for 9 to 10 year olds. He is clean too.
"I don't get it, even Oscar's clean." Marge was baffled.
"Shall I poop anyway?" Oscar asked.
"No dear... you'll go when you need to go..."
Marge was baffled as to what was causing the bad smell.
"It's the Freak's fish heads!" Homer yelled.
"It's not my fish heads..." said Hugo.
"And stop calling him that!" Oscar snapped.
Marge followed the horrid stench. It appeared Bart was the family member who stank.
"Bart!" Marge made a shrill husky tone.
Bart sighed still watching Krusty and the Space Mummy.
"You stink! I want you to have a bath!" Marge nagged.
"I want to finish watching this film..." said Bart.
Marge stood in the way of the TV.
"Mom I can't see through you..." Bart sighed.
"I mean it Bartholomew!" Marge yelled.
Oscar laughed. "Bartholomew..."
...
"Oz quit guffawing and help..." Bart groaned.
Oscar sniffed and retched, holding his hands over his mouth to avoid hurling. "Sorry pal but I do not want to have to live with that stench... Maybe have a bath?" Oscar was repulsed by the odour.
Bart frowned at him. "Traitor..."
"Bart! Run yourself a bath! Now!" Marge nagged.
Bart sighed and went upstairs.
He decided to hide in a cupboard instead...
"Where are ya boy..." Retro Homer snarled.
"Is that what I used to sound like?!" Homer asked.
"Ugh... was our creator drunk when he drew us back then...?" Lisa asked.
Retro Lisa glared at Modern Lisa. She put her hands on her hips.
"Seriously, what happened to my voice back then?!" Homer gasped.
"Pay attention! Our Barts are being brats and hiding to avoid a bath!" said Retro Homer.
Homer huffed and frowned.
"It all happened an hour ago..." said Retro Lisa.
"Bart. Bart. Time for your Sunday night bath, boy." said Retro Homer.
"Uh oh!" Retro Bart ran off and hid in a cupboard.
"Hey man! Occupied!" said Modern Bart.
Retro Bart hushed him.
"Sunday night bath?! Shouldn't it be every night..." Oscar winced making a disgusted face.
"You try dragging him to the bathroom..." said Retro Homer, growling.
Bart and Retro Bart sat in the dark cupboard. Waiting till Homer found them.
What's taking Dad so long... Retro Bart pondered.
Modern Bart laid out cards to play a game of poker.
Retro Homer looked about the place for Bart.
"Face it, the brats picked one hell of a hiding space..." said Modern Homer.
"Or one hell of a space ship..." said Oscar.
"Shut up..." said Homer.
...
The landing, Oscar is flicking the lights on and off.
"Oz don't play with the lights..." Lisa sighed.
Oscar smirked at her. He continued playing with the lights...
"ENOUGH OF THE STUPID LIGHT SWITCH!" Hugo shouted in his face.
"Hrrrrrmmm... Hugo don't yell at him..." Marge grumbled.
"Well this is ridiculous..." Retro Marge sighed.
"Yeah, Bart won't get a beautiful, seductive girl... (Oscar drools) If he stinks like that..." said Oscar.
Lisa winced at him.
Marge giggled.
"I know if I groom myself and keep any odours at bay I'll get myself a girl... Prrrrr..." said Oscar aroused.
"Dream on!" Teddy, the teddy bear pops out of his backpack.
"Teddy?" Oscar gasped.
"Boop!" Teddy poked his nose.
"What were you doing in my backpack?" Oscar asked.
"You put me in there to take me to school..." said Teddy.
"Oh yeah..." said Oscar.
"Pet my tummy-tum!"Teddy climbed into his head.
"Ugh... maybe later..." said Oscar.
"No! Now!" Teddy whined.
Oscar face palmed.
Marge giggled.
"Marge! We're mad at Bart..." Homer seethed.
"I can't help it! Those two are so cute!" Marge chuckled.
Homer sighed.
"Boy get the hell outta here now and take your freakin' bath!" Homer yelled.
"Or no TV for a week!" Marge added.
Later Bart leaves his space after everyone has started to go to bed. Marge sniffs him and gags.
"When was the last time you bathed?" Marge retched.
"Dunno... who cares..." Bart groaned and went to his room.
Marge seethed.
...
Elsewhere in other cartoons...
Johnny is walking Dukey about the bock.
An animator off screen is cracking a whip constantly.
"Yeah that stopped being funny, 500 times ago!" Teddy yelled.
"Yeah, I love being whipped, for fetishy reasons... but that's getting boring..." said Oscar.
Teddy winced, repulsed by Oscar being a pervert.
"It's a reoccurring gag..." said the animator cracking a whip.
"It's not funny!" Teddy yelled.
"And why is your show just a gender swapped Dee Dee and Dexter except Dee Dee is small and Dexter is tall and twins..." Oscar sighed.
The animator seethed.
Oscar got out his cellphone and played a clip of Dexter running around with his hair on fire.
"My hair is on fire! My hair is on fire!"
Elsewhere Johnny walked Dukey. A green odour followed them.
"Hi Mom!" Johnny greeted Mom.
Mom was feeding the hummingbirds by pouring sugar into the bird feeder.
The green odour engulfs everyone like a lethal smog. The hummingbirds faint from the stench.
"Dukey!" Mom yells.
Dukey is grabbed and put in the dog bath, the family give the talking hound a bath.
"Oh heavens! What the?!" Dukey whined while being scrubbed.
Johnny took Dukey out again, this time he came across his sisters performing a science experiment.
Gil, their crush was there.
"Oooooh Gil..." The twins sighed and swooned.
"Feh! I have no time for girls! Only time for science!" said Dexter. He was mixing chemicals between beakers.
Mary and Susan shrugged.
The green odour repulsed Gil and he fainted. "Not cool..."
The sisters frowned. "Dukey!"
Susan pulls out a remote and summons a robot, It grabs Dukey and gives him a bath. Dukey splutters as he is given a coating of shampoo and suds foam up from his greasy fur.
...
Marge seethed.
"Now what..." Lisa sighed.
"That flame-haired boy Johnny is setting Bart a bad example by not bathing either..." Marge grumbled.
"It's a protest stunt so my family buys Dukey and I a big swimming pool with slides for Dukey's surprise birthday present. Shhhhh! Don't tell Dukey..." said Johnny.
Marge grumbled.
"His show sucks... Dexter's Lab is better..." said Oscar.
Marge frowned at Oscar for using the word "Sucks"...
Johnny scowled at Oscar as he left.
Homer was watching Wuthering Heights, and werewolves. A guy screams as he is mauled by a werewolf.
Homer laughed.
"Dad how can you watch Hollywood trash the works of Austen and Brontë with nonsensical garbage like scary monsters and zombies..." Lisa groaned, rolling her eyes.
Homer shrugged.
"At least in Jules Verne novels it makes sense for their to be monsters in the story..." Hugo sighed.
"Shut up!" Homer snapped at Hugo.
Bart comes in, his stench immediately hits everyone's nostrils.
"Eeeeeeeugh!" Everyone groaned.
"Did a skunk die in here..." Lisa groaned.
"Can I watch my Krusty Monster movie marathon..." Bart groaned.
"No! You stink like a monster! Have a bath!" Marge yelled.
Bart scowled. "If I don't get my TV time back, I will never bathe..."
Marge face palmed.
"Bart that's disgusting..." Oscar groaned.
Bart grinned smugly.
"Marge we can not let him break us..." said Homer.
Plot 2
There is a commercial for Mother Hubbard's Sandwich Cupboard.
There is a family practically chained to the till selling sandwiches.
"Sandwiches. Just as Mom would make them." said the commercial voice over.
"Mmmm crust less..." said Oscar eating a sandwich.
...
Monday, time for school. The kids are having breakfast.
Bart's odour puts everyone off their food.
"Deeeeeeugh..." Hugo groaned.
"Enough of the Spongebob gags..." Bart seethed.
"Three day potato salad! THREE DAYS!" Oscar yelled.
Bart face palmed.
"Bart if you insist on going to school stinking, you'll only embarrass yourself..." said Marge holding her nose.
"Yeah and Oscar's certainly not popular after he's soiled his diaper in the auditorium..." said Lisa gagging.
Oscar frowned at Lisa.
"Less yakking about my nappy..." Oscar sulked.
Cousin Hank seethed.
"I can't even tell if that odour is Bart or a soiled diaper..." Marge sighed still holding her nose.
"It's definitely Bart." Lisa groaned.
Homer arrived. He smelt the odour wafting about the kitchen. "Ugh... pungent..." He groaned and sat down.
Marge sighed and served him his breakfast. Fried of course...
"Bart's still on stink strike eh?" Homer asked.
Marge nodded, with a sullen look.
"Don't worry... I'll get him outta this stinky situation before it gets too far..." said Homer.
"Maybe we should ground the boy from school... yeah that's it! Boy you may not go to school today until you have a bath!" said Homer grounding Bart from school...
"Eh... beats me... I can live with that..." said Bart.
"Hmmmmm... no Homer! Bart has to go to school..." said Marge.
"Dad you're full of bad ideas..." Lisa sighed.
"At least I'm trying..." Homer groaned.
"Life fading... can't breath..." Oscar overreacted to the horrid stench.
Marge sighed.
Homer chuckled.
...
School bus. The kids get on the bus.
Hugo, Oscar and Lisa flee Bart as soon as they get on. They are holding their noses and their eyes are watering.
Otto shrugged.
Then the stench hit his sinuses. "Ugh... Hugo! Did you bring fish heads for lunch again..." Otto groaned.
"No that smell is Bart, Otto..." said Lisa.
Otto sniffed reluctantly. The odour was indeed coming from Bart. "Peeyeew..."
"I'm on stink strike till Mom let's me watch TV again..." said Bart.
"Why do we have to suffer though..." Otto groaned.
No one would let Bart sit by them, they scowled and blocked the spare space by them with their legs or backpacks.
"Not even you Milhouse?" Bart whined as Milhouse wouldn't let him sit by him.
"Bart you stink like old gym socks..." Milhouse groaned.
Bart rolled his eyes.
"He smells like dead bunny..." said Ralph grinning.
Bart frowned at Ralph.
"To dead bunny isle!" Claymore Flapdoodle yelled.
Oscar face palmed exasperated.
"It's Minister Flapdoodle now..." said Flapdoodle.
"I don't care... you nut!" Oscar seethed.
Everyone retched and groaned as Bart paced about the bus trying to find a seat.
"Kids I'll get my ass canned by Skinner if we're late... Someone give Bart a seat!" said Otto. "Or I'll choose for you!"
Martin reluctantly offered Bart a seat. Bart sat down, more kids groaned in disgust from his stench.
Oscar sighed, holding his nose, he glared at Bart.
Lisa smiled sheepishly at Oscar. "At least you're not supporting his latest stunt..."
"Who would want to stink?! That's not cool!" Oscar groaned.
Pig Pen from Peanuts scowled at Oscar.
"Bart I dub you Bart Stinkson..." Nelson groaned.
"Stinkson! Stinkson!" Kids chanted.
Bart sighed.
...
Fourth grade classroom.
There was no teacher all morning, because Mrs Krabappel died...
"Yeah I think the fans get the point..." said Edna in Heaven, she was playing croquet with Maude.
Boy with pink shades ran across the desks like a maniac. However he caught one whiff of Bart and fainted.
"Eeeeeeew..." Everyone groaned.
Bart groaned flustered.
Johnny Test's school.
Johnny's class are repulsed by Johnny stinking.
"Why...?!" A kid groaned.
Also Johnny has his own Nelson Munoz or Francis, a ginger kid called Bumper.
"Thumper..." said Oscar.
"No... Bumper..." said the disembodied narrator.
Bumper retched. "I'm too grossed out to even give you a wedgie..."
Johnny's class still had a teacher and even if a cast member died they'd hire someone else to voice the teacher or voice a new one...
Matt seethed.
"Actually Bart's universe's problem is it lasted too long... My show was only on air for a few years..." said Johnny.
"Johnny please! Just take a shower!" A kid groaned.
"Not till Dukey gets his birthday present..." said Johnny.
Back in Springfield Elementary. Fourth grade eat in class. Because Edna is dead...
"Bart your lunch smells like rotten fish and gym socks..." Milhouse retched.
Bart frowned.
"No that's Hugo's lunch... he had fish heads again..." Nelson groaned.
Hugo scowled.
"Hugo stop bringing in fish heads..." Martin groaned.
"Guys it's no one's lunch... it's me..." said Bart. "I'm on stink strike..l"
"Bart none of us respect you right now..." Milhouse groaned.
"Not even the girls?" Bart asked feeling sad.
"We have three words for you Bart." said Sherri.
"Stink! Stank! Stunk!" said Terri.
"Stonk..." Oscar added.
"Oz that's not even a word..." said Sherri.
"Oscar why are you here... You're in third grade..." said Bart.
Oscar leaves the room.
...
Elsewhere, where American Dennis goes to school.
"Yeah so that Limey kid who has the same name and description of his personality as me has beaten me up yet again today..." said American Dennis. The blond one.
"Because British Dennis rules!" Oscar yelled.
British Dennis blushed. The black haired one.
"Whatever..." American Dennis scowled.
American Dennis stank too. His almost forgettable friend uh Joey gagged and held his nose shutting his eyes tight too, in disgust.
"Did you bathe today?!" He groaned.
"No I'm on stink strike... and how are my friends forgettable and not worthy of naming?" American Dennis frowned.
"They're not Pieface or Curly..." said Oscar dryly.
"We get it... you're a Limey and only like Limey Dennis..." American Dennis sighed.
British Dennis clobbered him.
"Ow!" American Dennis groaned.
Pieface invented a pie pie, a pie flavoured pie...
"Finally!";Teddy, the living teddy bear creature cheered in a shrill tone.
Oscar face palmed.
"I LIKE PIE!" Teddy cheered.
Oscar scowled at him, annoyed by his stupidity.
"I also have a pet potato." said Pieface.
"Okay that's just stupid! Knock it off!" Teddy yelled.
"Actually I don't mind the potato, it's him encouraging your pie obsession that's annoying..." said Oscar in a haughty manner.
Teddy scowled.
"Dennis please just shower or something..." Joey groaned.
American Dennis scoffed.
"Seriously I'm gonna mash that potato..." Teddy seethed.
Pieface frowned, protecting his potato.
Back at Springfield Elementary during afternoon classes.
"You still respect me right Wendell?" Bart asked.
His stench made Wendell puke. The pale looking boy threw up.
Bart sighed. "This is embarrassing."
...
The bus ride home. Once again Lisa, Hugo and Oscar sat as far from Bart as possible.
Bart sighed.
And once again other kids didn't want to sit near him.
"I had to deal with his odour all day in class..." Milhouse muttered.
"I had to sit next to him on the ride to school..." Martin replied.
"My cat is called Mittens." said Ralph.
Bart sighed and eventually found a space.
"Bart I know you're in siege with your parents to get TV time back but why do we have to suffer..." Milhouse whined.
A light bulb hovered over Bart's head. "That's it Milhouse! I'll bathe before school then roll about in garbage on the way home... Then you guys don't have to deal with my stench." said Bart.
Milhouse groaned holding his nose.
Where Oscar and Hugo sat. Oscar was wearing a gas mask to block out Bart's odours.
"That seems sensible..." said Hugo.
"Are you my Mummy?" Oscar asked.
Hugo winced. "If that's a Doctor Who reference, I don't get it... I don't watch Doctor who..."
Oscar sighed, annoyed.
Otto gave Bart a pine tree car air freshener.
"I doubt that's gonna work Otto..." Hugo sighed.
"It's worth a try..." said Otto.
Bart sighed.
"I think we need to stage an intervention..." Milhouse groaned.
At the Simpsons house.
"Certainly not! Why should I compromise my authority as a mother?!" Marge frowned as Bart's friend's and Otto called an intervention.
"Because Bart won't bathe, and we can't deal with his stench..." Otto groaned.
"Well get him to bathe then!" said Marge.
"I'm not bathing until I get to watch my Krusty Monster Movie marathon..." said Bart being stubborn.
Marge face palmed.
We cut to Bart with green vapours wafting about him heading to Milhouse's house with Milhouse. Bart is wearing a pine tree car air freshener.
"Ugh... you need at least five more of those..." Milhouse groaned.
"Don't fret chum. I'll meet you in your back yard tomorrow morning." said Bart.
"Tomorrow morning?!" Milhouse asked.
"For a bath..." said Bart.
Milhouse winced.
That late afternoon to the early evening just before dinner, because Bart was grounded from the TV, Lisa and Oscar watched it. Bart scowled as they were watching their Sappy Little Elves show.
The elves, particularly Bubbles and Yendor, were dancing to the cheery music.
Lisa giggled.
The Curious Bear Cub, a green cartoon bear cub, sniffed the camera with his big wet shiny green nose.
Oscar whimpered and wet his diaper.
Plot 3
There was a commercial for Asian Trix. With buck toothed Chinky kids.
"Silly wabbit, Twix are for kids." said a buck toothed Chinese kid.
"You share!" the Trix Rabbit yelled. He karate chopped a kid then broke another kid's neck.
He took the cereal and left.
"Eek..." Oscar gulped.
...
Milhouse's house, early the next morning. Bart rings the bell.
"Yeah I have no idea why you're visiting Milhouse so early before school but he's out in the yard..." said Kirk.
Milhouse was waiting in the yard. He sighed as Bart arrived, still stinky.
"Okay, let's get down to business." said Bart smirking.
A fade to black later, Bart was stark, butt naked! He was currently obscured by a garbage can though.
"Okay Milhouse! Let her rip!" said Bart. Milhouse was turning on the hose.
Tyson Granger launched his Beyblade.
Bart face palmed.
"This is great, I clean myself up before school so you guys aren't subjected to my stink strike..." said Bart butt naked!
Oscar screamed.
Bart sighed. "Now what..."
"He's naked!" Oscar screamed.
Bart face palmed.
Mrs Vanderbilt fainted. "Oh heavens!"
Cousin Hank seethed. "Put your clothes on! This enrages me!"
"Hank this is in one of the official comics... that you can buy in the stores..." Bart sighed. Yeah he's nude in the comic...
Hank seethed and screamed in rage.
Bart did a "He's crazy!" gesture.
Milhouse hosed Bart down, washing off the soap suds.
"After this can we play naked basketball..." Milhouse asked grinning.
Bart glared at him. "Absolutely no way!"
Milhouse sighed.
"Naked basketball..." Oscar rasped.
Hank seethed and head butted a tree.
"Oz, he's mad enough already..." Bart sighed.
Oscar chuckled.
...
School. Everyone braced themselves on the bus for Bart's stench.
But he smelt clean today.
"Uh?" Kids sniffed, there was no foul odour following him today.
"What happened to Stinkson?" Nelson was baffled.
"I'm still on stink strike at home, I'm just not subjecting you guys to it anymore." said Bart.
Lisa scowled.
Oscar sighed relieved.
"Well every cloud has a silver lining..." Otto sighed.
Bart got a choice of seat from eager pals. He sat next to Milhouse, who was happier today to sit next to him.
"What happened to the dead bunny...?" Ralph asked.
Lisa winced at him.
"Ralph that odour was Bart's armpits..." Hugo said and face palmed.
"I want Pete's Dragon 2!" Ralph yelled.
Oscar groaned exasperated.
Bart sighed and relaxed as the bus heads to school.
Johnny Test still stank.
"In both terms of his show, and that he literally smells..." said Oscar.
Johnny Test scowled.
"Why are you doing this..." Oscar sighed.
"So my folks will pay towards my gift for Dukey's birthday. A luxury swimming pool with slides..." said Johnny.
"Pay for it yourself..." Oscar snapped.
"My allowance doesn't cover the cost of a pool..." Johnny sighed.
"Why would you think such an extravagant gift is the only thing good enough for your dog's birthday?! My Teddy bear thing was pleased enough with a pie on his birthday!" Oscar yelled.
"I LIKE PIE!" Teddy yelled.
Johnny winced.
Everyone got off of the bus, not retching or fainting today.
"Hmmmmmm... has Mrs Simpson got through to Bart..." Skinner pondered.
...
Milhouse's house after school.
Kirk and Luanne were baffled as Bart was visiting again.
"Okay to enact phase two of my plan." Bart snickered.
"Oh I hate his plotting..." Luanne sighed.
The yard. Bart was naked again!
Oscar screamed. "Nakey! Nakey! Nakey!"
Bart face palmed.
Hank seethed.
Teddy winced at Oscar, baffled by him screaming about Bart being naked.
Oscar was still screaming about Bart being naked.
Milhouse was about to ask when Bart quickly explained what phase two was.
"... And after school I roll around in garbage... stinking again." said Bart. He rolls in filthy garbage.
"Eeeeeeew..." Milhouse groaned.
"I roll in garbage..." said Teddy, Oscar's living teddy bear creature.
"Heiny..." Oscar chuckled.
Teddy face palmed.
"Stop it! I'm repulsed and disgusted!" Hank seethed.
Oscar stuck his middle fingers up at Hank.
Steam hissed from Hank's ears as he turned bright red while grinding his teeth.
"Let's annoy the ass-wipe even more..." Oscar pulled down his shorts. "Teddy. Sniff my diaper."
Teddy the living teddy bear creature sniffed Oscar's diaper with his big wet shiny black nose.
Hank seethed.
Bart rubbed himself with garbage with a devious grin on his face.
"Sort of like all those cartoon slime monsters when they slime me..." said Oscar.
Teddy was still sniffing his diaper. Oscar sweated and blushed.
The thing about playing at Milhouse ́s house is he has every of my favourite video games...from when I was 4. Bart narrated.
"Bart, Resident Evil scares me..." Milhouse frowned.
"Milhouse you're not supposed to be able to hear thoughts..." Bart sighed.
...
At home, the Simpsons and Oscar are at the dining table eating cookies.
"Well we would but Cookie Monster are all of them..." Lisa sighed.
"Cookie cookies! Omnomnomnom!" Cookie Monster yelled.
Hugo sweated and looked baffled. He thought of a rebuke but decided it was best not to say anything to wacky, blue furry character.
Bart comes in followed by green cartoon stench vapours. "Hey family..." He smirked, still continuing his act of rebellion against bathing.
The stench hit everyone, invading their nostrils with a putrid odour of rotten garbage. Everyone groaned and fainted.
"Ugh... that odour shouldn't be scientifically possible..." Hugo groaned.
"That's sick..." Oscar pinched his nose in a futile attempt to keep out the stench.
"Homer we have to do something." Marge sighed.
"I know! I'll stop bathing and I'll stink him out!" said Homer.
Marge gave him a pointed look and frowned. "Homer that's the dumbest idea you've ever had..."
Homer grunted and sauntered over time the fridge offended by Marge's retort.
Meanwhile in Johnny's universe. His family call a meeting while wearing gas masks.
"Are you my mummy?" Oscar wearing a gas mask asked.
"Oz... Americans don't understand what you're referencing..." Teddy, Oscar's living teddy bear creature sighed.
"Johnny about your hygiene..." said Dad.
"What of it?" Johnny asked.
"It's getting a little out of control don't you think?" Dad asked.
Homer face palmed annoyed at Hugh's soft approach of asking Johnny's opinion on the matter.
"No... not really..." said Johnny.
"Well he has a point there dear." said Hugh.
Homer seethed. "You idiot! You're the parent! Demand he take a bath!" Homer bellowed. He was madder than a hornet.
"But we don't use raised voices in this house! My wife works while I'm a house husband!" Hugh whined.
Homer face palmed.
Johnny sat there smug while clearing the room with his odour.
"Dad, this buddy method of parenting is not working..." Susan groaned.
...
Bart's Treehouse. He is hanging out with Johnny Test between scenes of their refuse to bathe episodes.
Bart's cell chimed. He frowned.
"May I ask who..." Johnny asked.
"It's Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes. His rebellion against bathing ended in a matter of minutes because he's too much of a small shrimp to run rings round his parents. They need Oscar to undermine them..." Bart sighed.
We cut to Calvin being carried upstarts because he's small...
"I'm not helping people to stink... that's not cool..." Oscar sighed wearing a clothes peg on his nose.
Bart frowned.
"Our rebelled the same but our goals are different. I'm convincing my family to pay for Dukey's birthday present. You want to watch you monster movie marathon. We are not the same..." said Johnny.
Bart gave him the stink eye. "Your show still sucks..."
Johnny grunted and vanished back to his universe with that annoying whip crack sound effect.
Meanwhile elsewhere.
"I don't see why I need a bath..." said a high pitched squeaky voice.
"That's because there's mud on your eyes dear." said Timmy Turner's Mom.
Timmy had smelly mud covering his eyes some how.
Cousin Hank Simpson read his Crimson Chin Comic he set aside for bath time reading. Hank seethed and turned red in his face.
"Why is everyone obsessed with toilet humour and diapers?!" He screamed.
"Who's the orthodox monk missing masse?" Timmy sighed.
"Stop freakin saying I'm abnormal! I'm normal! You freaks ain't!" Hank screamed.
Timmy does a "He's crazy!" gesture by twirling his finger at his temple.
"Bath time now Timmy..." said Mom.
Timmy sighed and took his comic with constant mention of poopy diapers that enraged Hank.
Back at the Simpsons dimension. Bart was stinking out the lounge. Oscar groaned.
"Bart stinky kids attract cartoon slime monsters like Crud..." Oscar retched.
"I hate washing and cleaning! No cleaning in here!" Crud the slime monster from Winnie the Pooh ranted. "No! No! No!"
"Uh Disney... why is that in our cutesy cartoon..." Winnie asked the fourth wall.
Bart rolled his eyes at Oscar.
"Bart get in the bath! Now!" Homer roared.
"Oh speak gently... you'll scare the little scamp!" Hugh Test whined.
Homer face palmed.
...
Elsewhere Oscar and Lisa are listening to Grampa jabbering about how he set dogs and cats against each other.
Lisa rolled her eyes.
"On another topic Grampa. They remade Matlock." said Lisa trying to appeal to his hobbies.
"Feh! Remakes always screw up the tv show or movie! Leave the original alone! If it ain't broke don't fix it!" Grampa muttered.
"Amen!" Oscar agreed.
"Well the remake has Kathy Bates in it." said Lisa.
"That woman who ate all the pies?" Oscar asked in a half-yell.
Lisa winced. "No! The Misery lady!"
"Yes, and she ate all the pies when I impersonated her with my fake ID..." said Oscar.
Lisa sighed.
Hugh Test was watering his roses.
"Hi Dad." Johnny sauntered past. His odour kills the flowers. Basically they withered and turned brown.
Hugh screamed.
"Will you man up already!?" Homer yelled.
Retro Bart belched in the bushes. "Oops..."
"Ah Ha!" Retro Homer growled. He dragged Bart home to give him a bath.