Admiral Frey and his gallant band of XenoCorpians are navigating through a treacherous, seldom-travelled asteroid field...
[spooky music]
[music stops]
Head Knight of Foo: Foo!

Knights of Foo: Foo! Foo! Foo! Foo! Foo!
Frey: Who are you?
Head Knight: We are the Knights Who Say... 'Foo'!
Random: Foo!
Frey: No! Not the Knights Who Say 'Foo'!
Head Knight: The same!
Hawkeye: Who are they?
Head Knight: We are the keepers of the sacred words: Foo, Groo, Zoo, and Moo!
Random: Moo!
Frey: Those who hear them seldom live to tell the tale!
Head Knight: The Knights Who Say 'Foo' demand a sacrifice!

Frey: Knights of Foo, we are but simple travelers who seek the SFC Elite who lives beyond this asteroid field.
Head Knight: Foo!
Knights of Foo: Foo! Foo! Foo! Foo! Foo!...
Frey: Ow! Ow! Ow! Agh!
Head Knight: We shall say 'foo' again to you if you do not appease us.
Frey: Well, what is it you want?
Head Knight: We want... spam!
[dramatic chord]
Frey: What?
Knights of Foo: Foo! Foo! Foo! Foo!
Frey and the XenoCorp Crew: Ow! Oh!
Frey: Please, please! No more! We will find you some spam.
Head Knight: You must return here with spam or else you will never pass through these rocks...alive!
Frey: O Knights of Foo, you are just and fair, and we will return with some spam.
Head Knight: Make it a long post.
Frey: Of course.
Head Knight: And not on topic!
Frey: Yes.
Head Knight: Now... go!