I shall call him Woogie and he will be my Woogie

Also, -this- is what happens when I’m bored at work.

Yes, that’s a strange little tiki monster made out of a slice of apple and some weird leaf things we use to garnish some of the spicy margaritas (mm, tasty) for his hair and a piece of berry for a gob of gore crunched between his teethies. He is my woogie and I loves him.

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