Know your stars- Foster's Home for Imaginary friends style

Madame Foster

Chapter 8

Frankie ran off to kill the announcer, while our favorite little old lady got into the chair. "Hello?"

"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars."

"I'm a star?" Wahoo!" I rock!"

"Madame Foster, her bowling team name is Foster's Flatulence."

"What? No it's not, it's Foster's Fighters!" Jerkins, did you give this idiot some ideas?"

Just then Jerkins got up and said "No, but I sure do enjoy you getting tortured. Hahaha!"

But then Foster picked up the seat and threw it at Jerkins. "Ow!" and she fell to the floor.

"Madame Foster, her house is really a slave labor plant."

What? You lie!" My house is to help imaginary friends, not use them for cheap labor."

"You old slave driver."

"SHUT UP YOU CRAZY BASTARD!"

"Madame Foster, is a dumb old lady."

"I have half a mind to kill you for that."

"Ah! Help me, old lady."

Then she put up her cane and threw it at the guy.

"How do ya like that?"

"Know you know, Madam-ow my head."

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