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!
Should’ve stayed at home! You’ve packed your bags, dusted off your passport, and headed to the airport, ticket in hand. Return to Hawaii for one? Think again. Because some feral Fugglers have stowed away in your suitcase. Ready to run amok, steal your place in the sun, hide your sunblock, get sand in your jandals, drop coconuts on your head, and that’s only the beginning (after all, it’s their vacation, too!). Whether you want them or not, they’re there for the ride. After hanging out with them, you’ll need a holiday. Probably.
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.
