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It’s Puffmania
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I never realized just how many Puffalumps she has!
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How many is too cool?
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“That is too many Puffalumps”
Said nobody ever...
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Neither did I until she started pulling them off shelves and out of boxes
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For science
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Holy crap. I had no idea that there were that many of them!
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Graphic puffalump orgy pictures posted to the FP without even a NSFW cover image!?!?!?
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I think it is time for an intervention...
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My sister had this exact one. But he wore a Hawaiian shirt.
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Stackin’ up the Puffalumps like cordwood. It’s like the Bubonic Puffgue.
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Just don’t feed them after midnight.
For the love of god, don’t feed them after midnight!
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You may have a problem.
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How well do puffalumps burn?
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Holy shit. Stef needs an intervention. Now introducing Puffalumps Anonymous.
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Or worse. Let them come in contact with water.
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Some of the ones on the couch have Hawaiian shirts
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SQUEE!
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I mean, I could judge or criticize the idea that an adult has that many kids toys ... But then I’d have to reckon with the well over 1000 Hot Wheels in my basement.
That’s one adorable pile!
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I have that Puff!
On the couch <3
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No.
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Nah.
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There’s no such thing as too cool.
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SQUEE!
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Nah.
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Only if said intervention finishes out my collection of Jungle Juniors. I still need the gator.
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Nah. Way cuter and softer.
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Luckily, they don’t eat much (at all).
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I probably shouldn't judge. I may have a slight (read: large) addiction to Legos so yeah...
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LOL
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OMG! That’s the one!!! He was affectionately known as... Puffy. Clever name, huh?
Once when we were little kids, we were on vacation and we were about to go somewhere for the day and my sister was freaking out about leaving him in the hotel. So I told her not to worry, I had a plan. We put him in the little hotel safe and she put in a juice box and crackers, so he had a snack. Then I shut the door.
I wasn’t actually going to lock it, but I must have inadvertently hit something because the safe locked. My dad was not real happy that he had to spend $50 to get a lock smith to come get Puffy out of the safe.
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I’ll accept that.