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I feel so seen, my friends call me goblin all the time
uh oh you found me
I do be Goblin’
Goblin’ deez nuts
I have not owned or worn sweatpants for three decades but everything else applies to me. Am I unknowingly a goblin?
I have one pair, but I did not purchase them myself and I only wear them as a layer under snowpants. I do have some excercise pants for excercising, but they aren’t made of sweatpant material.
But do you pile and hoard stuff, do you like to sit in a mound of blankets, do you eat stuff indiscriminately? All of that matters…
Sadly, no. I don’t think I’m qualified to be a goblin. More’s the pity.
Not to worry, I’m convinced you’re a good fren everyone wants to hang out with. Goblin-ness not mandatory.
I am a friend to goblins, anyway! My spirit animal is the American opossum: odd looking but kind of cute. Not well liked but actually very helpful.
It’s important to keep your goblin friend happy. If they find something gross and no one else wants to look at it, then go take a look, marvel at how gross it is.
Friend singular? My goblins come in hordes.
To each their own, I guess.
