Before you ask, I don’t know why. The ideas just appear in my head. Yes, it worries me too, sometimes.
On Sunday, after another bead frenzy, I decided to get my Basket o’ Felt out and a make a li’l sumtink speshaaal. No, I don’t know why I’m talking like that. Sorry.
Anyway, an idea popped into my head, and an hour or so later, Morris Piper was born.
Warning: Yet more puns ahead.
Meet Morris Piper. He’s a wannabe Spud Vicious, but his head is the wrong shape for a decent mohawk, and he has to sneak out with a sweater over his ‘Never Mind the Broccoli’ t-shirt because he still lives with his parents.