Mr. Potato Head
The Detachable Cynic of Andy's Room
Detachable parts, non-detachable sarcasm.
I may be made of plastic and prone to losing an ear or two, but I’ve got more heart than most. I complain. A lot. But when the chips are down—or a toy’s in trouble—you can count on me. Grumbling all the way, of course.
What I'm Into: missing ears, Mrs. Potato Head's optimism, eyebrow raises, roomwide chaos, Brooklyn-style sarcasm
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