Mr Blob lives out in the deep, way out the back of Outside Huzzas
He's turquoise, kinda like that angry old man that comes out onto his front porch and grumbles at you going "aarrr what are you doin here, this aint no place to be muckin round, get out of ere."
I just stood there mesmerised by the turquoise iridescence as Mr Blob grumbled over and returned to the depths of Huzzas.
