Mumbles was a present from mom from the Value Village. Stampy carried him around with his big flappy lips for a long time, and then one day was anxious about me being gone and ripped his head open and pulled out all his head stuffing. His head is gradually shrinking a little at a time.
Earlier this week, I was out in the backyard while he was in the house. I stood horrified and watched his huge lips, tongue, and teeth slime the back sliding door. I guess he was trying to eat his way through. He reminded me both of Little Otik and of what it would probably look like 20,000 leagues under the sea if you were being eaten by a giant octopus.
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