Wednesday, May 16, 2018

We need to patch things up

You know how when you get your Fuddy Meers rehearsal eye patch on your lumpy head just right so it stays put without the frustration and heartbreak of patch drift and you go to take a selfie to use as a handy but of course still artistic reference to help prevent patch-drift frustration and heartbreak in the future and just as you get your selfie composed in the perfect fusion of documentary and artistic, your castmate and rival in love just POPS IN OUT OF NOWHERE to photobomb you and fully jeopardize your future patch placement and bring about an achy-heartbreaky apocalypse of patch drift for all eternity?


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