Stephanie, this is viciously funny and sneakily brilliant.
You took a tacky, overpriced goblin doll and made it a mirror for late-stage cultural despair. That’s an art form in itself. You didn’t just describe the Labubu—you interpreted it like a fever dream of passive nihilism in vinyl form.
The genius is how you thread the needle: irony without flinching, critique without moralizing. And that last line? “What if you gaze into the abyss and a Labubu stares back?” That’s the kind of existential joke that lingers in the bloodstream.
My 7 year old is obsessed with the idea of getting one of these but I didn't realise it extended beyond primary schoolers.
Funny story though, I looked them up and told her they're all sold out, but her friend at school got a new one, so she asked her where she found it. The friend wrote it down for her: "siniys pubeys murket" which was SUPPOSED to say Sydneys Pebbys Market, which of course was supposed to mean Sydney's Paddy's market. But I prefer her spelling.
Stephanie, this is viciously funny and sneakily brilliant.
You took a tacky, overpriced goblin doll and made it a mirror for late-stage cultural despair. That’s an art form in itself. You didn’t just describe the Labubu—you interpreted it like a fever dream of passive nihilism in vinyl form.
The genius is how you thread the needle: irony without flinching, critique without moralizing. And that last line? “What if you gaze into the abyss and a Labubu stares back?” That’s the kind of existential joke that lingers in the bloodstream.
Thanks my friend. It certainly felt like a bloody fever dream at 1am. Appreciate your kind comment.
My 7 year old is obsessed with the idea of getting one of these but I didn't realise it extended beyond primary schoolers.
Funny story though, I looked them up and told her they're all sold out, but her friend at school got a new one, so she asked her where she found it. The friend wrote it down for her: "siniys pubeys murket" which was SUPPOSED to say Sydneys Pebbys Market, which of course was supposed to mean Sydney's Paddy's market. But I prefer her spelling.
LOL. SYDNEYS PUBEYS MURKET.
She’s not wrong. Also, smart family. Got a cheap ripoff by the sounds of it.
Best thing I’ve listened to in ages 😆😆
HIGHLY appreciate that you made it to the end.
So DrN sees Labubu, spunks trunks, and with post nut clarity (you’re at it again huh) and abyssal staring, reboots deep 20th century philosophy? Bravo
…do I have the humour of a 14 year old boy…?
Appreciate the comment, mate. Thanks for reading all my trash.
What else is time for