Fwuogo

For years, we Fwuggos hid in the murky ponds - rejected, fwuggly, forgotten. But I saw something different. These lumps, bumps, and mismatched hues? They’re our power. Our badge of honor. We’re fwuggly, but we’re strong. We’re fwuggly, but we’re free. The world called us broken, but all they did was make us fwuggin’ unstoppable.