clone club

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There is nothing to worry about, Mr Bugg. All the clones are awesome.

(Y’know. Eventually.)


Mr Bugg stands with his eyes and mouth wide, hands to his mouth in shock and/or horror. Mrs Bugg, meanwhile, is playing three different buggs, all with the same face: A long-haired, short-black-boot-wearing, gun- and knife-waving bugg; a spike-haired, tall-black-boot wearing, punk rocker bugg; and a cake-baking bugg rocking ankle boots and probably yoga pants, if the truth were known.

The text reads: “Mr Bugg is worried about clones now that he has seen Orphan Black.”