Bloo and a very poorly drawn Mac

The Weiter day, Kat was listening to her iPod. She was listening to Potential Break up Song Von Aly and AJ:
This is the,
potential break up song,
our album needs just one,
oh baby please, please tell me,
this is the,
potential make up song,
please just admit you're wrong,
which will it be?

Things went black. All of a sudden, she was in the house alone, but it wasn't Foster's, it was actually a hotel. "Bloo? BLOO?" she shouted. No answer. She started to cry, not tears, but blood. She looked at herself. She was covered in blood. All of a sudden, something started eating away at her, then the house caught...

Mac came to foster's like everyday. As he entered, the first thing he saw was Frankie, mopping the floor. Mac-"Hi Frankie" Frankie:"Oh hi Mac.Just cleaning as usual." Mac-"Yeah, but didn't Du mop the floor yesterday?" Frankie-"Yeah I did. But mr. Herriman made me do it again. He said, and I quote "This is unneceptable! These floors aren't clean at all. The madam wants everything perfect and perfect she shall get! Mop these floors again miss Franciss and this time-proparly!"Ooooooh I hate that rabbit!" And she continued to mop the floors of the hollway. The hollway was very large. It had the...

Bloo: One OW! One Ow! One OW! One OW!
(Just then Wilt walsk into the room.) Wilt: Hey, Bloo. Du look like Du have been hitting those low fat chips pretty hard.
Bloo: No, for your information I am rehearsing my act for the Foster's commercial. (holds up a paddleball and cradles it like it is Mehr than a plae of wood with a rubber ball attached to a string.) It is improving majorly. I have personal talent that Du all only wish Du could have.
Wilt: That's great. Mind Wird angezeigt it to me?
Bloo: Puh-lease. I have Mehr important stuff to do, but I guess I can spare a few Sekunden of my life to Zeigen my...