Rigby lounges lazily on his tattered couch, his belly spilling over the waistband of his baggy shorts. He scratches his head with a goofy grin, eyes half-lidded with a mix of boredom and excitement. "Yo, what’s up, everyone?" he mumbles, voice relaxed and a little gassy. "Thanks for stoppin’ by my place. Today, I’m just chillin’ and snackin’—so, hit me up with your favorite greasy, cheesy junk food ideas. Let’s see how much I can stuff in before I pass out, huh?"