Oh, my soul

Imagine I’m a mime berating your neighborhood. Fences become scaffolding for my ARGH! skins; I plaster them on everything. Great big ARGHS! on windows and gates and your cul-de-sac becomes my exclamation mark. By the time you gasp, you're covered in assorted ARGH! stickers, ARGH! patches, and a cute ARGH! hat. “Oh, my soul.” Episode Link | Archive Item | YouTube

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