After his run-in with Bigfoot, our teapot is back home and wants to wash some clothes before going to bed. He shuffles into the basement in his pajamas, ready to start a load of laundry. But as the washing machine rumbles to life, something feels off. It growls and a strange red glow begins to leak from the seams.
A landscape ratio photograph of A shiny, anthropomorphic silver teapot, with a face that looks terrified, utterly petrified, sits rigidly by a warm campfire and a tent in the heart of a dense, shadowy forest. Its tiny tent is a beacon of false security. Directly opposite, a colossal Bigfoot, surprisingly ...
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