Narrator: And so, the Powerpuff Girls begin to judge, as the crowd nervously waits their decision, everyone is freaking out, except for... this Guy, Fuzzy Lumpkins. Say, Fuzzy, what's your secret?
Fuzzy: Uh, well, I'm gonna win 'cause my jam is special.
Narrator: How's that?
Fuzzy: It's made of meat, I made meat jam.
Fuzzy: Yip, I could hear it now, the winner is letter C.
Powerpuff Girls: The winner is... letter A!
Narrator: OHH, tough luck, Fuzzy.
Fuzzy: I'm not a loser! (echoes)