And there we have it.
Mr. McCracken, thank you so much for four years of lively wit, hilarious stories, peerless entertainment and, most importantly of all, unbridled imagination; that wonderfully idiosyncratic, evergreen and unmistakable Craig McCracken brand of imagination that has been a real inspiration to me for almost half of my life. Bloo and Bubbles, Frankie and Buttercup, Mac and Blossom, Coco and Mojo; I've loved and cherished these guys almost as friends for close to a decade now, and for that I feel that I personally owe you, Lauren and your wonderful creative teams an unbelievable debt of gratitude. I like think of myself as somebody who's generally pretty good with words, but on this occasion, it doesn't seem like words can really cut it.
Instead, then, I'll simply promise that this avid viewer will continue to champion and cherish every minute of
Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends as it moves into its swansong season, and will continue to treasure it long after that, as I have with
The Powerpuff Girls before it; in the meantime, I wish you and Lauren the very best of luck in your future projects, and will be counting the days until we can see what else that beautiful imagination might have in store for our drab, unsuspecting little world.
It's been awesome-rific, guys. Roll on Season Six!