Salad Fingers 2: Friends

Hello. Today, I’m having a little get-together with my friends. Oh! Hello there, chaps. You arrived earlier than I expected and might I say you are looking rather splendid this evening. This is Hubert Cumberdale Marjory Stewart Baxter, and this is Jeremy Fisher. Say-say hello Wonder what you taste like? Marjory Stewart Baxter, you taste like sunshine dust. Hubert Cumberdale, you taste like soot and poo! I’ve got a fish in the oven if- if anyone’s interested (I couldn’t find out what this is, if anyone who knows French, do us a favor and write it here.) Heeeelllp! My goodness, I think the heavens must have sent you I’ve got a fish c-cooking in the oven… But.. I-I just can’t reach it.. It’s right at the back With your supple, little frame, you might be able to squeeze in and get it for me It is right in the back. I can’t thank you enough for…. Oooooh…. I like it when the red water comes out……. I like it when the red water comes out…… Way up high There’s a land that I heard of once.. Hubert Cumberdale! Fancy seeing you here.. Skies are blue Somewhere over the Rainbow…. That fish smells about done The end