(Germaine strums her guitar)
Foamy: Welcome one and all to another session of Squirrel Songs. Yep. Another session, more songs. As you all know, by now I'm getting pretty popular. So, you know, with populairty comes... disdain from people who havent' done anything with their lives. So, here's a song for the armchair critics of Foamy. Go fuck yourself.
Foamy: (singing) Here's a message for those who don't like me. You can all just bite me. I don't care what you say or think. You walk around like your shit don't stink. I am Foamy Obey. I am Foamy. You must obey.
Foamy: (laughs) This next song is dedicated to one person in particular. Who is it, may you ask? You don't know. But they'll know.
Foamy: (singing) Everyone hates you here. No one likes you, my dear. You've fawned over yourself as if you knew despair. I'm opening old wounds and pouring salt in there. Cryptic hidden messages for someone over there. We hate you. We hate you. We hate you. Mmmm-mmmm. Drop dead.
Foamy: Take that, you fat bastard. (laughs) Here's another song about HOW I SHOULD BE KICKING PEOPLE'S ASSES! (to Germiane) Go.
Foamy: (singing) I am Foamy. You don't know me but you'll obey. I do not trust you. I don't believe a word you say. How can you say you're right when you live a life so wrong. You contradict youself so I'll write another squirrel song again. You are so ugly, so butt ugly. Why won't you die? I would like to stab you in the eye with a really hot french fry. You never shut up. What the fuck's up with your chosen path? You're so stupid I have to open a can of squirrelly whup-ass. Open a can of squirrelly whup-ass. Open a can of squirrelly whup-ass.
Foamy: Fuck you! Judge Nickel asshole! Write your own songs, OK? You suck!
- The phrase "stab you in the eye with a really hot french fry" has been said by Foamy in a much earlier episode before the first Squirrel Song episode was created.