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@Owlor He reminds me of a dear absent friend of mine, a tiny shark-puppet bath mitten by the name of Admiral Sardonicus. The Admiral and I tormented many a rapscallion[1] during our adventures on the high seas[2].
I hadn't seen the Admiral in years, presumed him dead or discarded, and then suddenly there's this flood of similarly colored sharks from overseas with the very same good looks and charisma. I like to tell myself this means he retired to Sweden with his fortune in plundered treasure, found love in the chilly Baltic with some winsome dogfish.
[1] almost invariably my dear longsuffering ex Acetone_Kitten
[2] an apartment bathroom in Somerville, MA
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@zebratron2084 I've been wondering if there's something about shark-shaped things in particular that make them more amenable to goofs.
Like, there's an inherent absurdity to a fearsome predator being a cuddly loveable goof. That and going "raawr, munch munch" with a toy is never gonna stop being entertaining to me, I don't care how old I am, they are never taking this away from me.