Foamy: More mail from the super mystery cult of Foamy. To the layman, that's more Foamy Fan Mail. So, let's stop fucking around and get to the crap. {reads first letter} "Dear Foamy, What's up with the new girl with the big boobs? I don't like her and her boobs are too big." {sighs} "Dear Boob-Watcher, NO KIDDING! Your Lord and Master, {singing} Foamy!" Neeeeeeeeeeext, piece of paper with some written text! What the heck? {reading} "Dear Foamy, What wit da gurl wit da tits, yo? This toon got all sexed up trippin, yo." {chuckles} Okay. "Dear, Slang Master, P.S. Learn how to write and stop "trippin', yo."