This is me looking my best, guys.
Hey guys...I'm Tissues from Inanimate Insanity, guys.
I joined the show for Season Two, but the viewers didn't like me and voted me out first. They say it's cause I'm disgusting, but I'm not! It's my condishawn!
Oh, and speaking of my condishawn. It holds me back from putting myself out in the world and making friends. Oh, and warning people of the dangers of oatmeal raisin cookies! I do have a few friends, like YinYang and my roommate Trophy Horseplay, but that's about it...
Seriously though, guys, oatmeal raisin cookies are the cause of global warming, guys!
Tropes about me
- Apologizes a Lot: What choice do I have? No one likes getting sneezed on, guys.
- All of the Other Reindeer: Except for YinYang, no one ever wants to be around me. Not even Trophy Horseplay!
- Cloudcuckoolander: What does clouds and cuckoos have to do with me? ...Guys?
- I Just Want to Have Friends: I want to be social, but my condishawn stops me.
- Insistent Terminology: It's not "condition", it's "condiShAWn".
- Literal-Minded: Of course I literally have a mind!
- Nature Lover: Rising temperatures are bad, guys! Not just my own, but the planet too! It's those oatmeal raisin cookies, guys! They're melting the Gladstonian Glacier!
- Pink Girl, Blue Boy: I'm a blue boy and Soap is a pink girl. ...I mean, she doesn't like me, but...
- Sneeze of Doom: The main symptom of the condishawn is that it sucks up all your energy into one giant sneeze, which happens to me a lot. Some of the viewers even compared me to a machine gun!
- Speech Impediment: I have a slight lisp, guys.
- Verbal Tic: I say "guys" a lot, guys.
- We Hardly Knew Ye: I was the first eliminated from Season Two. I hate going on the website and seeing that 20/20 next to my name, guys...
