If the world became grayscale due to the influence of an evil mist and the only things capable of stopping it were Mr. Blobby and his nuclear family, I'd be perfectly content looking like someone from a 1930s detective film. The lesser of two evils, you get my drift?

Oh, and this game confirms that Mr. Blobby canonically fucks. Thanks?

I NEED STINGER FLYNN TO IMPREGNATE ME