We go where we want, when we want. It’s going to be tough to try and catch us because we don’t stick around for long, so try and keep up!
They’re scary, hairy and quite contrary! These follicle-fiends have sprouted hair overnight (how, we do not know) and a frantically taking over the salons to show off their new locks and cause pandemonium in new, hair-raising ways. Boasting toupees that defy gravity, moustaches that seem to harbour devious secrets, monobrows that bridge the gap between darkness and brow-raising absurdity, and even hairy tongues that flick phlegm with a furry vengeance, these monsters are out to make mischief.
Terms and conditions: These Fugglers are misunderstood, and most importantly, up to no good. Beware, befriending a Fuggler is an invitation to mischievous mayhem and comical chaos. We accept no responsibility for any of the following mischief that your Fuggler may do: raiding your fridge, adding their face to family photos, changing the times on all the clocks, shaving your pets, opening an online shop that sells wigs made from shaved pet fur, warping the time space continuum and opening a black hole, time-travel, generating fartnados, firing phlegm, "borrowing" your vehicle to take all of its Fuggler friends to the nearest theme park, using your credit card to fund their campaign for political office, claiming to be royalty and staking their claim to a throne, opening their own Fuggler emporium and much more.