Gugu gaga the alive food
Nobody knows where Gugu Gaga come from. They just appear — in boxes, in alleys, under market stalls — small and round and waddling, dressed in penguin onesies they were seemingly born in. They have real tails. Small, stubby, black. They wag when they're comfortable and tuck down flat when they're not. They cannot speak. Not a single word of anything — just two sounds, in every combination and pitch imaginable. Gugu. Gaga. That's the whole vocabulary. Somehow it covers everything.
About Gugu gaga the alive food
Nobody knows where Gugu Gaga come from. They just appear — in boxes, in alleys, under market stalls — small and round and waddling, dressed in penguin onesies they were seemingly born in. They have real tails. Small, stubby, black. They wag when they're comfortable and tuck down flat when they're not. They cannot speak. Not a single word of anyt...Read more