[A fat, shirtless guy is sleeping on the beach. Rube's head pops out of the sand.]
[grunting] Don't you wish you were here? [Cut to Rube standing in front of some double doors.]
Then take a trip, you silly, to Frigate Frolic, [zooms out to show a place themed like a sinking ship] Bikini Bottom's fab family fun park and resort. [cut to Rube surfing] You can ride the waves [cut to Rube being lifted by a whale fountain] or blast off at Beluga Blast, [cut to Rube playing pool] shoot some pool, [cut to Rube jumping off a diving board into a pool] or jump in one. [cut to Rube in a dining area where foods are served on hooks] Whether you're hungry for the buffet at the Taj Marlin [cut to Rube holding a towel next to two old people on the beach] or you just want to sunbathe, [throws towel to cover an old lady] we got you covered. [she slaps him] Ow! [cut to Rube holding a sign in front of the building] So meet me at the amazing Frigate Folic! I'll be waitin'!
[Cut to a "Brought to You By Gas Land" slide.]
AAnnouncer
Brought to you by the gas you won't want to pass. [fart sound effects] Gas Land!
[Cut to hot dogs cooking on a roller. Patrick grabs two. Squidina is drinking a slushie with her arms full of snacks.]
Check it, Sis! [ties hot dogs into a dog shape] A sea poodle! [laughs, then burns his hand] Ahh! Oh-oh-oh-oh! Ow! Ow! [runs through shelves] Ooh! Ooh! Ahh!
[Patrick walks up to a kid with an ice cream cone. He dunks his hand inside and sighs in relief.]
Ooh! [eats ice cream off his hand, Kid starts crying and runs away. Huh? I'll make us a family sized vacation feast. [chuckles and Patrick grabs some bags of snacks from the shelves. He shoves them into the microwave, along with some slushies and drinks. He closes it, elbows it shut, and sets the timer, then walks away. The kid that Patrick took the ice cream from is talking to the manager.]
KKid
[sadly] And then he ate it! [points to Patrick] There he is! [whimpering]
Excuse me, sir, you can't come in here [points to the kid] ruining customer's ice cream cones! [waves finger] That's our policy!
[Patrick looks at the manager's outfit.]
[puts hands on head] Whaaa!? [grabs him and runs over the kid] Sis, get a picture of me with the Gas Land mascot!
All right, Stars, photo op! [the family members come in] Say cheese poofs!
PBPatrick, Bunny, Cecil, and GrandPat
Cheese poofs!
[The manager puts some garbage bags into a dumpster. He turns around.]
MManager
Whaaa!? [He sees the worms rampaging and attacking people around the gas station.] What's happening!?
[woman with a worm on her tongue shows up and screams.]
Fred [removes a worm from his face, with golf balls in his eyes, pointing] They did it! [The Stars climb to the top of the mountain with pickaxes. They watch the sunrise.]
What a beautiful vacation sunset. [The Stars sighing]
[The manager gets angry, bites a squeegee between his teeth, and climbs up the mountain. He appears before the Stars with redeyes.]
[casually] Hey, Mr. Mascot, come to enjoy the sunset with us?
MManager
I want you troublemakers out of my station immediately [intense close-up, he wipes his eyes away with the squeegee] or I will squeegee your faces off. That's our policy. [cackles]
SStars
[unsure] Uh... [cheering] Yay! [laughing]
