Foamy the Squirrel is an ancient figure of knowledge who has observed humanity throughout his life and is thoroughly disappointed with the results, to the degree where he is amassing followers to enforce an age of knowledge and enlightenment on humanity while living a secluded life in a New York apartment with his current owner, Germaine.

*And while most of the podcast listeners suspected it was a kid or a woman who had sucked helium to much, never once thought it was an actual squirrel...seriously.

A fucking grey furred squirrel with golden pupils and small, a squirrel as it is that can behave and act like a human..but small and with anger management, the little guy clenched his fist as he continued with his podcast, whole Germaine snored on the couch in the living room, Foamy had a following and this was if not one of his most latest attempts of continuing his foaminian cult.

"There are certain types of people in this world that just piss me off to no end, the type of people who come up to you and ask you for advice, and then when you give them advice, they don't take the advice, they just come back to you a week later and they're like, “I can't believe how everything turned out so wrong.” Foamy waved his tiny fist clenched so tight his knuckles went white as his tail flared and eyes bulged with a vein popped on his forehead. "God , humans are so dumb I swear I don't know how I put up with them." Foamy scrolled on the chat box to read the comments. "I know!! right!." he replied to the microphone as if answering a comment.

"or like that tech support in India...who keeps putting me on hold each time I have a problem with their damn hardware.." Foamy pinched the bridge of his tiny nose, trying to qualm his looming headache.