He’s never getting that glitter open… he’s going into the incinerator tonight.
If only he knew how a screw on lid works…
Then it wouldn’t take long for this little earthtone to feel like a normal fluffy
He is only tightening the cap now.
Well “normal”.
In so far fluffies are normal.
It’s probably sealed on with plastic so, even if he did turn it right he’d never figure out to peel off the wrap.
Glitter, the STD of art and crafts.
Painfully true
“You don’t like the color of your fluff? Don’t worry, I will help you!”
(Douses the fluffy in lighter fluid, lights match, ignites fluffy.)
Now it’s a glowing fluffy! Dreams do come true!
Aww, poor little guy.
Bad enough that shelters often have to kill stray dogs and cats for lack of resources; how much crueler would that be if the dogs and cats knew they were going to be killed if they weren’t adopted by a certain date.
Thus, the controversy of fluffies. A beautiful mix of cuteness and tragedy to tickle the mind ^w^
This is the exact idea of polishing a turd…that cam walk, talk, and make more turds. Those might not come with glitter though.
Man, the ones where the fluffy so desperately wants to look different are too real.
You should make make a mare, that is pretty, old and wrinkly, and make her obsess with putting makeup on, and more, and more, and more, until she sees she is horrible, like a old movie star whimpering over her lost youth…
Oh my, this is oozing with emotion and tragedy! Such a simple idea, but gave me pause and tugged at my heart for a minute.
Great work and thank you for reminding me that I can still feel! Hah
I would happily adopt him, even if I would abuse his more assholish brethren.
They have no power over their birth hues… and yet that is the deciding factor for them most of the time…
An idea for the notebook
It’s why I love sadbox too :3