It’s getting time for another celebration, folks. This year we enjoy the oncoming October with some new faces. Both of which you know wont be one-offs cause the tags are spoiling them and reveal their names. That’s an unfortunate but necessary evil at this point I must accept.
OCD count: 116
If you’re curious, our new friends are indeed Fridgelandian species. The cute little miss is a cotton candy girl, and her sick friend is made of pudding. I’d include encyclopedia entries about their races, but they’re pretty self explanatory by this point. Also there’s someone named “Hazel” and some tinfoil thing in a photo, but they’re probably not important.
Are you absolutely sure you “mus” accept it?
That darn potato keeps getting its jollies and I can’t stop it.
But I stopped potatosting months ago.
The potato lives on in our hearts and stomachs.
I’m not sure this’ll be a true story. He might just be pudding her on.
The first time, I missed that Ginger had to knock with her shoe, because her hands are presumably too diaphanous. Nice touch!
I learned a new word today.
I demand Frigelandian anatomy posts!
That thimble is way too big for him by the way.
So I finally meet the cute Ginger Sucrose teased in your tumblr.