Mac's Punishment

Mac's Punishment (A Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends Episode)

Written by Frankie Foster

Issue: Whether Mac should have custody of a 22-year-old named Frankie Foster.

Judge: Good Morning. We're here to determine proper custody of Frances Foster, also known as Frankie Foster, a minor child. Representing the Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. ..

Attorney: Ranger Smith, Social Services.

Judge: And representing Mac?

Attorney: Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear.

Mac: Plus I'll pretty much be representing myself your honor.

Judge: Anyone else?

Objection your honor.

Judge: First Witness.

A: Macis a good egg, he was nice to that girl. But he fights like a girl. You like that? I'm right here Miss, what are you going to do about it?

Mac: What? Are you drunk Mr. Herlhay?

Bloo: I had a few Chardonnay's, what of it?

Top Cat: Get off the stand please.

Augie Doggie: You got it.

Judge: Next witness

Top Cat: Mac is a really cool guy. Wish my dad was as cool as him. You see my dad was a military man. Guess I wasn't such a "good soldier". When I was thirty-five years old, he attempted to give me a crew cut while I was sleeping one afternoon. I woke up, broke his arm, haven't seen him since. I'd rather live out on the streets than under his freaky assed rules. Anyway, I think Mac should be acquitted of all the charges. If O.J. can get away with murder, why can't Mac have his girlfriend or his imaginary friend. This guy knows what I'm talking about. No more questions.

[Next witness]- - - - -

Yogi Bear: And how long have you been delivering food to Mac our new friend?

Peter Potamous: I deliver food for six (6) years, plus. . . . .I ate food on the way, so its a problem.

Yogi Bear: I see, and in your experience was Sonny a good father to Julian?

Peter Potamous: Oh yes, they make terrific pair. They went together like lamb and tuna fish.

Boo-Boo Bear: Lamb and tuna fish?

Quick Draw McGraw: Maybe like spaghetti and meatballs. Would you be a little more comfortable with that analogy?

Top Cat: Yes, considering we're in America. I mean if you don't like spaghetti and meatballs, why don't you get the hell out!

Wally Gator: Hey listen, I'll come down there and give you a crew cut Mr.

Snagglepuss: Let's see your clippers.

Top Cat: Not my problem your father was sick.

Magilla Gorilla: Stop yelling at me! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Judge: Order, order, order!

Squiddly Diddley: Excuse me, am I in the right room?

Judge: Who the hell are you?

Squiddley Diddley: Mac's co-counsel.

Judge: He has enough co-counsels.

Huckleberry Hound: Well, one more wouldn't hurt.

Judge: Well, let's get on with it, next witness.

Dick Dastardly: Your honor, Mac is simply parading his former friends Bloo, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, Madame Foster, Mr. Herriman and Frankie up there, can't they find somebody who isn't a friend?

[Next witness]---

Boo-Boo Bear: And what were Frankie and Mac doing when you saw them?

Yogi-Bear: Dating, Boo-Boo.

Quick Draw McGraw: And did Mac appear to be an attentive and loving brother of Frankie?

Daddy Doggie: He certainly did.

Augie Doggie: And how long have you disliked Mac?

Squddley Diddley: Since the day I met him.

Snagglepuss: And, for the record, where did you work before you attended medical school?

Top Cat: You know, I usually don't want to ask you this, but Hooters.

Bloo: No further questions.

Judge: Next witness.

Your honor, we'd like to call Frankie.

Yogi Bear: If it's ok with you Frankie, I'd like to ask you a few questions. This is just you and me talking so don't even pay attention to all these people. Can you tell me how old you are? Your honor one (1) second. (He hands Frankiea pair of sunglasses and she puts them on.) That's better, now can you tell me how old you are?!

Frankie: 22.

Yogi Bear: And what's your birthday?

Frankie: July 25th.

Yogi Bear: And for the past six (6) weeks you have been living with Mac, right?

Frankie: Yes.

Yogi Bear: And did you and Machave fun together?

Frankie: Yes.

Yogi Bear: What kind of things would you do with Mac?

Frankie: He has a crush on me. I adopted him as my little brother.

Yogi Bear: That's nice. Anything else?

Frankie: He taught me how to pee and poo in her dress.

Yogi Bear: Really?

Frankie: And he taught me that Mac and I are the most adorable pair ever. I call him my Macky-Poo.

Yogi Bear: Does Mac visit Bloo his imaginary friend at Foster's after school?

Frankie: Yes, that's his favorite hobby.

Yogi Bear: And if your grandmother Madame Foster could pick any one (1) in the world to be your new brother, who do you think she would

pick be?

Frankie: Mac

Q: Thank you Julian. You can step down.

Judge: Macanyone else?

Mac: I'd like to call upon myself your honor.

Judge: Awesome. And which of your esteemed co-counsels will be examining you?

Mac: My imaginary friend Bloo.

Top Cat: What? Forget it Sonny.

Judge: What is going on?

Mac: Your honor, there is nobody in this world who thinks I shouldn't have a child more than that man back there. He also happens to be one (1) of the most respected lawyers in all of Florida so I figure if I can make a believer out of him, I can make a believer out of everyone in this court.

Magilla Gorilla: Objection your honor. This court is after the truth, not the opinion of the Defendant's father.

Daddy Doggie: You want my opinion, my son is a moron.

Augie Doggie: Nonsense, my dear daddy, I am not a moron.

Peter Potamous: I withdraw my objection, please proceed.

Judge: Mac.

Mac, Sr.: Your honor, this case is simple. It is absurd to think that Mac is ready to raise a child.

Top Cat: Objection.

Mac.: Shut up Topcat

Boo-Boo Bear: First of all, how did this sweet girl Frankie, end up under your supervision?

Mac: I told social services that my name was Mr. Smarty Pants.

Wally Gator: And, of course, you are not Smarty Pants or Macky-Poo.

Mac: No.

Wally Gator: So you lied?

Mac: Yes.

Snagglepuss: Like the time I found a bag of pot in your underwear drawer and you told me that you thought they were pencil shavings?

Quick Draw McGraw:: Yeah

Squiddley Diddley: And remember the time when I called you up and told you that your Aunt Fay was coming to New York and I told you that I wanted you to take her around, show her the city, and you said that you had better things to do, didn't you?

Mac: That's right.

Yogi Bear: Now I'm just curious, what were those better things that you had to do?

Mac: Jethro Tull had a reunion concert in New Jersey so I caught that.

Snagglepuss: And what happened to your Aunt Fay that weekend?

Mac: She died.

Huckleberry Hound: Yes she did. By any chance did you happen to make it to her funeral?

Mac: No, didn't have a chance to anyway.

Magilal Gorilla: Why not?

Mac: I went to Jones beach, got drunk and fell asleep.

Yogi Bear: Some role model. Your honor. My son doesn't have health insurance. He doesn't know how to boil an egg. He filed for social security at the age of thirty. He is a drain on the economy, on the country and most of all on me. Your honor, to give this young man custody over another life is not only wrong, it's insane

Huckleberry Hound: Hey, I love you. You don't have to be scared, it's alright.

Yogi Bear: Scared?

Mac: If I get custody of Frankie, I'll be her boyfriend and her brother forever and that scares you because you think there's a good chance I might fail.

Yogi Bear: Mac, it's more than a chance, it's a certainty.

Boo-Boo Bear: Yogi, you can be scared that I might get pickpocketed in a bad neighborhood, or that I might break my leg skiing, but don't be scared about me being a dad because I cannot fail at that because I can't. I love this kid too much. I love him as much as you love me, dad. And I'm going to give him advice and I'm going to guide him and I'm going to be there for him whenever he needs me. I'll fly to New York to be at his court case even if I disagree with why he is there in the first place.

Wally Gator: Mac, you work in a toll booth.

Mac: Don't be scared about me making money, I am in love with a beautiful girl who makes plenty of it. She'll be my sugar mama. I know this is the right thing to do dad because I would die for this kid just so he wouldn't have to feel one ounce of sadness. That's why you are right now is to protect me, to be scared for me. To be a good brother and boyfriend and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Boo-Boo: Frankie is no longer Mac's friend or his girlfriend

Judge: Mac, the truth is you kidnapped this girl. Not only shouldn't you get custody, but since you obtained the child by defrauding the Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends you should be in jail so Frankie won't care about you. Bailiff, please remand him until I can figure out the punishment.

Squiddley Diddley: Come on, arms! This time, I'll gain! Here we go! Ten, Nine, Eight, hut! Touchdown!

Yogi Bear: Your honor you can't take him away. We're his new friends As that Frankie's boyfriend, I refuse to press charges. Corinne, I'm sorry. Six years ago, you know, Snagglepuss. You know, Toronto and the Phillies. The World Series. Mitch Williams and the. . .we flew up for the night. There was a girl. I am an idiot. I was so hammered. Chicken wings and Molson 30. You know Canadian Beer is like moonshine. Mac you remember, right. it was at that Toronto Hooters.

Mac: Oh, yeah, but that was before he met you Squiddley Diddley at the Zoo, that Hooters thing, that was a coincidence.

Top Cat: Huck, You, Yogi and Boo-Boo send Mac to jail.

Huckleberry Hound: Aye, aye captain!

Snagglepuss: I'm sorry Corinne, I know this changes everything but I had to do the right thing.

Quick Draw McGraw: That tells Plan B. But being a superhero is more fun! Come on! (he hits Mac with a guitar)

Snagglepuss: Mr. Castelucci?

Peter Potamous: Pending blood tests. . .whatever.

Magilla Gorilla: Hi-ya!

Squiddley Diddley: Then the court grants custody to Kevin Garrity pending the results of a DNA test.

Frankie: Nooooooooooooooo!

Judge: Yes! I'm sending Mac to jail so you won't care about him!

Wally Gator: Nice shot, Magilla old pal.

Peter Potamous: I'll give that mean old man my famous scream of hippo holler!

 Mac: No!! No!!! I’ve been framed! Let me go! Help! Help!

Frankie: Goodbye Forever! See you never!

 Judge bangs gavel  It seemed the courts were determined to make
 * Peter Potamus as Newspaper boy after newspaper come flying across the screen: Mac Guilty! Mac guilty!
 * NARRATOR: News of Mac’s disgrace rocked the nation.

 an example of him. Of course his former friends

 tried to help him but they were blocked at

 every turn. Why, they must have reopened

 the case a dozen times. They appealed to

 this court, that court, any court. But, the

 desition stood. The case of Mac was closed!

It wasn't long enough before the police arrived. They took Mac to jail so he could never return to Foster's. He started crying. He hoped Frankie will prove to him that he and Frankie are no longer friends but enemies. He thinks that happiness will be taken away from him forever since he's in jail.

Yogi Bear: You wil stay in jail until Frankie can be your enemy.

Mac: Yeah, but how long?

Boo-Boo Bear: I don't want to ask you this..... but forever.

Mac: Noooo! Not forever!

Yogi Bear: Yes, forever! You don't care about anyone but yourself! Frankie doesn't care about you anymore!

Huckleberry Hound: Yogi's right. Forever should be long enough to think about what you did and how you can be useful!

Mac: But, but, Boo-Boo---

Boo-Boo Bear: No buts, you will stay there forever. I'll write a letter to your enemy so you can never go out on any dates with her. Goodbye!

Mac to Frankie: Goodbye, Frankie.

Frankie: Good bye forever.

Something went wrong with Frankie later that day. “Aah! That’s it! I give up! I give up!” she cried, throwing up her arms in mock hysterics. “Oh, c’mon dearie, don’t throw in the towel yet! Or in this case, the bed sheet.” Someone interrupted with a soft chuckle. Frankie groaned, not caring to look up as she already recognized the speaker. “Hi Grandma.” She mumbled, grabbing a stack of clean towels waiting to be folded. Madame Foster, founder and head of Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, slowly hobbled into the laundry room, clucking in mock disapproval. “What’s this, trouble with the sheets? Oh, Funny Bunny won’t like that.” She cracked, getting a wan smile out of her granddaughter. As Frankie resumed her towel folding, Madame Foster cocked her head and gave her a concerned look. “Oh c’mon Frankie, what’s wrong? Don’t that those lousy old sheets get to you. Where’s your “special helper?” Just get Mac in here and I’m sure you two will have that thing out in a jiffy!”

“Don't need him. Mac’s not here.” Frankie replied flatly. :I've sent him to jail cause he won't have a crush on me."

Madame Foster cocked an eyebrow.“What? Odd, that’s not like the little fellow at all. Mac should’ve shown up a while ago.” “He left early.” Frankie replied again stoically, still concentrating on her folding.“He said he hates me and wishes I died. I’m no longer his friend but his enemy.”

Madame Foster shook her head. "Oh dear, What a shame! I was actually hoping to see you two together in action today, and if Bunny told me the truth about what was going on in here last week, you both can get into some zany predicaments." the old lady chuckled. "Oh my goodness, such an adorable pair! It's so nice that he has you."

 Frankie looked up in surprise at her grandmother. "What?"

 Madame Foster wagged her finger jokingly "Oh, isn't it obvious, dear? There's no need to hide it. What with his overworked mother and his dreadful older brother, it's so nice to see that he's got at least someone to look out for him.."

 "Uh, Grandma, I don't think-" but before Frankie could protest any further Madame Foster simply continued to ramble on.

 "All those times you've driven him home from school or something because his mother was too busy working, those moments I've found you helping him with his homework or on a school project in the library, the laughter I always hear whenever he's helping you around the house, all the rainy days I've seen you snuggled up together reading together in front of the fireplace, oh my!" The old woman chuckled. "And let's not mention how many times I've seen you shirking your duties now and then just so you can spent some time playing some silly game with the child and Bloo. Oh my, just last week I saw you outside washing the bus, then moments later you three ran by the very next window I passed shooting each other with super-soakers! Oh, all the good times you must have together."

 Frankie still struggled to find some kind of retort. "No, Grandma, I...uh...you see, this morning-"

 "Ha, and some people think this home is just for adopting imaginary friends." the little old lady laughed softly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say it's almost like you've used Foster's to adopt yourself a little brother."

 Frankie went momentarily silent as she contemplated her grandmother's words.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "Wait…little…."

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Madame Foster hobbled over to Frankie and gave her an affectionate pat on her back.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "It's just nice that he has you to look up to dearie. That's all. Oops!" she laughed, "Well, shame on me, I just went off there, didn't I? Oh dear, I must bored you silly with my ramblings, huh? I guess that's just part of the deal when you become an old fogy like me. Good gracious, I don't even think I remember most of what I just said!" the quirky old woman cackled. "Oh well, that's the way the cookie crumbles! Ooooh, and speaking of cookies, my friend Beth from down the street gave me the loveliest new recipe for macaroons the other day! We were playing bridge-"

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Frankie's mind raced furiously as the kooky old woman went prattled on. ''Wait, was Grandma speaking the truth? Do Mac and I... is that all...''

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Her brain rewound quickly, searching for any memory of what Madame Foster just listed. Yep, there it all was. There were all those insane adventures they had had together, some of the most notable the "Funny Bunny" fiasco or that none-too brief dating experience with the awful Dylan Lee. There were all the endless hours playing out in the backyard when she really should've been working and didn't care less about the fact she was shirking her duties. The all too numerous times when Mac showed up to lend a helping hand, just whenever her workload seemed too much to bear alone.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> All those late night trips to drop Mac off at home. All those cold, wet afternoons spent snuggled up by the fireplace. All those times she would be sitting at her computer and hear him ask her if she could help him out on his math, or whatever. How whenever he needed something, he always came to her. And how every time, she would be more than happy to do whatever it was for him.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Madame Foster spoke the truth. Mac really was special to her, and Frankie knew it, deep in her heart. He was more than a friend, he was like a...a...

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Her grandmother's words echoed briefly within her head; little brother.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "You're right."

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "...So there Beth and I were, ankle deep in-eh? What's that?" Madame Foster asked.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "You're right, Grandma, you're totally right!" Frankie cried excitedly, throwing the towels aside and standing up. "I do, wait, I mean Mac needs, uh, hold on… I mean Mac said I'm not his girlfriend or his friend anymore. He wants me to keep me out of his life, kick him out of Foster's, and spank him."

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Wilt: There's yes reason to be mean. Just leave him alone. He's not your friend anymore.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Madame Foster gave her granddaughter a peculiar look. "Frankie, are you feeling alright?"

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "Yes, wait…no, I mean…uh…I gotta give Mac a call!" Frankie sputtered as she reached into her pocket to grapple for her cell phone. Whipping it out, she got halfway though dialing Mac's home phone when suddenly…she just stopped completely in mid-dial.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Madame Foster actually backed away a bit, unnerved by her grandchild's sudden erratic behavior. "Frankie dear, is everything okay?"

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Frankie desperately wanted nothing more in the world at that instant than to just make the call and talk to Mac. However some unseen force was keeping her from doing it. It was as if she already knew that if she called now, Mac wasn't going to pick up. In fact she didn't feel as if Mac was even home now. Frankie just stood there as this newfound sixth sense told her the same thing over and over; He's not there.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> ''Madame Foster noticed a letter. "Mac's new friends, wrote a letter to you. You need to read it.''

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> "Deer Mac, My happiness has been taken away from me, I feel like no-one wants to know me anymore and thinks I am a arrogant dork, anyway I would have to make your lives miserable anymore, as I will not as a life to live when you read this note. Thanks for sending me away. Choose Terrence & Goo. They like to go out on dates with you. I'm done with you!"

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; font: 12px Verdana"> Your enemy, Mac"

Frankie started to cry. She and Mac decided that they went their separate ways. She wanted nothing more than to spank Mac and punch Mac. She knew Mac will never have a crush on her again. No kisses! No dating Mac! No hugs!, Frankie thought to herself. "I don't care about anyone but myself." Frankie sighed, "I decided who shall go on dates with me since Mac is in jail." Frankie decided that Terrence and Goo should go out on dates with her. The only two things she disliked Mac having a crush on her and kissing him. She liked putting Mac in time-out, keeping Mac in jail.

Bloo: Frankie, do you miss Mac?

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 13px Verdana">Frankie: No, Bloo, I do not miss him.

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 13px Verdana">Wilt: Where is he?

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 13px Verdana">Bloo: He's in jail. (to Frankie) You said you don't need him.

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 13px Verdana">Frankie: You are so right about it. We've not time to look for him. We'll just have to live without him. I hope he'll never be one of us. I decided that Terrence should go out on dates with me since Mac is in jail. I don't need him. I proved to him that we're no longer friends but enemies. I'm never gonna take care of him anymore.

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 13px Verdana">Bloo: Oh no! Is that true?

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 13px Verdana">Wilt: Yes, Bloo, I say it is.

<p style="margin: 0px 0px 13px; font: 13px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">That night, everyone went to bed expect Frankie. She stayed up thinking about what she likes to do to Mac.

Frankie: What if Mac ran away? What if he never comes back?! He'll never have a crush on me. I'll never be his girlfriend, or his friend again!

Frankie spent that night crying herself to sleep. A few hours after that, she felt better. She was thinking about no one but herself. Mac was in jail forever. Kicking Mac out of Foster's and sending him to jail was a good way to end the friendship and romantic relatationship between Frankie and Mac.

Frankie: Where' Mac?

Wilt: He's not here to date you or be your friend.

Frankie: We've not time to look for him. We'll just have to live without him. We'll never celebrate his birthday again.

Mr. Herriman: Congraulations, Miss Frances. You did a good job casting Master Mac out into the cold cruel world. I'm glad you wanted him out of your life.

Frankie: I hope he'll never be one of us. Thank you.

Mr. Herriman: Kicking Master Mac out of Foster's and sending him to jail is a good way to end friendship and romantic relationship between you and Master Mac. Besides Master Mac says he's not your favorite anymore. Are you and Master Mac going your separate ways?

Frankie: Mac and I decided we went our separate ways. I'll never repair our friendship and romantic relationship again. Sending Mac to jail and kicking him out of Foster's is a good way to End a friendship and romatnic relationship between me and Mac. I don't love him and I don't need him. I've send him to jail. I'll never be his friend or his girlfriend again. Me and Mac are no longer friends but enemies.

(Bloo, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, Madame Foster, Mr. Herriman & Frankie starts crying)

Mac: Let me out! Well, that figures! Frankie didn't even really miss me! Then I'm not gonna miss her!

<p style="margin: 0px; min-height: 14px; font: 12px Helvetica">Yes, once again it was a white Christmas and once again the melodies of Yule tied hung sweet upon the winters air. Hearts were gay and spirits high. Indeed in all the city there was but one spot untouched by the spirit of Christmas. The tower; grim monument to despair, cold cruel forbidding And, unfourtunaely the abobe of Mac for a good many Christamses yet to come. Poor Mac, alone with the memories of his wasted life not caring about anyone but himself. Oh what a fool he had been! He still remembered the first rule of Zugor rule #1: Don't need anyone but yourself. With many a pang there was the kindly face of Goo his friend and his sage advice so often scorned. A tear for Frankie his now former girlfriend too for his unloyalty, his misunderstanding. And Mac wept for his Bloo, Madame Foster, Mr. Herriman, Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco his former friends too and all those little lectures so ofter laughed at. Within the confines of this miserable cell a new Mac was born-a reformed Mac repentant Mac. Always again would he let those mad foolish manias that had brought him to this sorry end! But never again would he care about Frankie his now former girlfriend, or Bloo, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, Madame Foster, and Mr. Herriman his former friends. Mac thinks no one will even miss him. Frankie won't miss him either. Mac thinks no one will bail him out. He liked being left alone. Frankie did cast him out in the cold cruel world. He decided who shall bail him out, but Mac doesn't want Frankie in his life. The friendship and relationship between him and Frankie was broken. It won't be fixed anymore. He doesn't care about Frankie anymore. Frankie is not his friend anymore but his enemy.

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> Mac: Living my life in a slow hill

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> different girl every night at the hotel

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> I aint seen the sun shine in 3 damn days

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> been fuelin up on cocaine and whiskey

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> wish I had a good girl to miss me

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> but I wonder if I'll ever change my ways

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> I put your picture away

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> sat down and cried today wished Frankie died instead of me

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> Everyone at Foster's no longer care for me, Not even Frankie my now former girlfriend

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> The only one who cares about me is Goo and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Snagglepuss, Quick Draw McGraw, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Top Cat Peter Potamus, and Squiddley Diddley.

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> I cant look at you while I'm lying next to them

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> I put your picture away

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> sat down and cried today wished Frankie died instead of me

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana">Everyone at Foster's no longer care for him, Not even Frankie my now former girlfriend

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana">The only one who cares about me are Goo, and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Quick Draw McGraw, Snagglepuss, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Top Cat, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Peter Potamus, and Squiddley Diddley

<p style="margin: 0px; font: 11px Verdana"> I cant look at you while I'm lying next to them

'''A/N: (in tears) Well, that’s it… (sniffles) The song is “Goodbye May Seem Forever” from “Fox and the Hound” by Disney. Like I said before, it's a very emotional story. But now I feel better writing it. Remember, send in your reviews. And no flames, please. Well.... (chuckles) I guess that's it. My story's over. Goodbye, everyone.'''