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{{Episode_infobox_with_seasoning|title1 = Clone Alone|image1 = Clone Alone.png|season = 1|directed_by = Andrew Duncan and Johnny Darrell|written_by = Betsy Walters and Mark Evestaff|story_boarded_by = Mike West|last_episode = [https://cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.wikia.com/wiki/My_Pop_Is_Tops My Pop Is Tops]|airdate = August 5, 2017 (YTV)|next_episode = [https://cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.wikia.com/wiki/Coat_of_Harms Coat of Harms]}}'''Clone Alone '''is the 30th episode of season 1 of Cloudy: the series.It debuted on [[YTV]] at 8:45am (EST) on 5 August 2017, following [[My Pop Is Tops]].
 
{{Episode_infobox_with_seasoning|title1 = Clone Alone|image1 = Clone Alone.png|season = 1|directed_by = Andrew Duncan and Johnny Darrell|written_by = Betsy Walters and Mark Evestaff|story_boarded_by = Mike West|last_episode = [https://cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.wikia.com/wiki/My_Pop_Is_Tops My Pop Is Tops]|airdate = August 5, 2017 (YTV)|next_episode = [https://cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.wikia.com/wiki/Coat_of_Harms Coat of Harms]}}'''Clone Alone '''is the 30th episode of season 1 of Cloudy: the series.It debuted on [[YTV]] at 8:45am (EST) on 5 August 2017, following [[My Pop Is Tops]].
 
==Synopsis==
 
==Synopsis==
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Gone cold, I'm wondering why I<br />Got out of bed at all<br />The morning rain clouds up my window<br />And I can't see at all<br />And even if I could it'd all be gray<br />Put your picture on my wall<br />It reminds me, that it's not so bad<br />It's not so bad
Flint accidentally makes a clone of himself, and to his shock, his clone becomes more popular than him.
 
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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I<br />Got out of bed at all<br />The morning rain clouds up my window<br />And I can't see at all<br />And even if I could it'd all be gray<br />Put your picture on my wall<br />It reminds me, that it's not so bad<br />It's not so bad
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Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'<br />I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom<br />I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em<br />There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'<br />Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em<br />But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?<br />My girlfriend's pregnant, too, I'm 'bout to be a father<br />If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?<br />I'ma name her Bonnie<br />I read about your Uncle Ronnie, too, I'm sorry<br />I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him<br />I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan<br />I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam<br />I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man<br />I like the shit you did with Rawkus, too, that shit was phat<br />Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back<br />Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan<br />This is Stan
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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I<br />Got out of bed at all<br />The morning rain clouds up my window<br />And I can't see at all<br />And even if I could it'd all be gray<br />Put your picture on my wall<br />It reminds me, that it's not so bad<br />It's not so bad
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Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance<br />I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans<br />If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert<br />You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew<br />That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old<br />We waited in the blistering cold for you<br />For four hours and you just said, "No"<br />That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol<br />He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do<br />Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds<br />It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me<br />See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it<br />My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7<br />But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does<br />She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up<br />You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose<br />Sincerely yours, Stan<br />P.S.: We should be together, too
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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I<br />Got out of bed at all<br />The morning rain clouds up my window<br />And I can't see at all<br />And even if I could it'd all be gray<br />Put your picture on my wall<br />It reminds me, that it's not so bad<br />It's not so bad
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Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"<br />This will be the last package I ever send your ass<br />It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?<br />I know you got my last two letters<br />I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect<br />So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it<br />I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway<br />I love you, Slim, we coulda been together, think about it<br />You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it<br />And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it<br />I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me<br />See, Slim<br />(Shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk)<br />Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk<br />But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you<br />'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too<br />Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now<br />Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy<br />You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?<br />Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that<br />And here's an autograph for your brother<br />I wrote it on the Starter cap<br />I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you<br />Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you<br />But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists, too?<br />I say that shit just clownin', dawg<br />Come on, how fucked up is you?<br />You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling<br />To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some<br />And what's this shit about us meant to be together?<br />That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other<br />I really think you and your girlfriend need each other<br />Or maybe you just need to treat her better<br />I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time<br />Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine<br />If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan<br />Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan<br />I just don't want you to do some crazy shit<br />I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick<br />Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge<br />And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid<br />And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to<br />Come to think about, his name was, it was you<br />Damn!
   
 
== Trivia ==
 
== Trivia ==

Revision as of 18:40, 8 August 2018

Clone Alone is the 30th episode of season 1 of Cloudy: the series.It debuted on YTV at 8:45am (EST) on 5 August 2017, following My Pop Is Tops.

Synopsis

Gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant, too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie, too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus, too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For four hours and you just said, "No"
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan
P.S.: We should be together, too

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
I love you, Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See, Slim
(Shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk)
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists, too?
I say that shit just clownin', dawg
Come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!

Trivia

  • The title and the image of this episode is a reference to the movie Home Alone.
  • It is revealed that Gil is potassium Intolerance. A real allergy that causes people to be allergic to banana.
  • Flint's banana clone has been elected prom king, prom queen, student body treasurer, president of all extracurricular activities.

Inventions in this episode

  • Flint Lockwood Banana Replicator

Gallery

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