Ben and Zane were rifling through ye olde felt shoppe (it’s a holiday
tradition), when a wayward Gary showed them something they had overlooked.
In the bargain bin were some adorable yet soulless plush darlings. They
didn’t look like much, but Gary picked one up and squeezed it. It uttered,
in a nasally, poorly filtered voice, “Por favor, não me aperte”. The
Cartoncasters were sold. Don’t bother wrapping these up, we’re wearing them
home.
Thanks to Gary Butterfield, podcaster ex...
Ben and Zane were rifling through ye olde felt shoppe (it’s a holiday
tradition), when a wayward Gary showed them something they had overlooked.
In the bargain bin were some adorable yet soulless plush darlings. They
didn’t look like much, but Gary picked one up and squeezed it. It uttered,
in a nasally, poorly filtered voice, “Por favor, não me aperte”. The
Cartoncasters were sold. Don’t bother wrapping these up, we’re wearing them
home.
Thanks to Gary Butterfield, podcaster extraordinaire from Duckfeed.tv , for
infecting us with a love for these somber little dopes.
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