Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends2004

Uncle Pockets:
[Uncle Pockets, considered to be "the best imaginary friend ever" has returned to Foster's] When I was first imagined I was happy as could be / but through the years my boy matured and he grew too old for me / without a home to call my own I wandered in the streets / until I met a sweet old Madame and she said "Come with me!" / she took me in, gave me a bed, and three square meals a day / through the years I watched Foster's grow but not long did I stay / a sweet little girl adopted me and I became her friend / but she too grew and returned me here where I was adopted again and again. [starts singing] I'm a professional friend, imaginary / I've had kids tall, short, and hairy / I'm a professional friend, imaginary / I'm agreeable to all, except dairy.

Wilt:
How many kids have you had?

Uncle Pockets:
More than you could count!

Eduardo:
But don't you ever miss them?

Uncle Pockets:
Not even a small amount!

Uncle Pockets:
[singing] I'm a professional friend, imaginary / upon return I'm never wary / I'm a professional friend, imaginary / I love everyone, except Gary! [to Gary] You know what you did! Just kidding! [he laughs]

Uncle Pockets:
[continues singing] I'm a professional friend, imaginary / I'm tops on the best friend list / I'm a professional friend, imaginary / the best friend to exist / the best friend to exist / the best friend to... E-XIST! / the best friend to exist!

Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo:
[scowling] Pssh! Anyone can do that! [starts singing, mocking Uncle Pockets; Mac watches him] La-la-la, look at me / dancing around / my name's Bloo / I'm the best... around.

Mac:
You just rhymed "around" with "around".

Blooregard "Bloo" Q. Kazoo:
[imitating Mac] "You just wehn ah-meh neh meh-neh."