For normal people, living in a swamp would be an instant no. For Mudmo, however, it was the perfect place he could call home. If anything, it was better than being around all of those people who just didn't see things the way he did.

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"Whew~! Kinda wish I had an audience for that. That was prolly a record-breaker..." He couldn't help but chuckle a little, looking behind himself as a cacophony of mud bubbles briefly rose to the surface and popped behind him. Though the common eye-watering swamp smell was there, there was a hint of what some would describe as "mustard gas that was made by a two year old with products they found around the house."