I’m Chip, the official Snack Monster of the Neighborhood of Misfits.
Some people say I have a “questionable relationship with impulse control.”
I prefer to call it excellent time management.
If there’s a bag of chips nearby, I’ve already halfway through it. Cookies mysteriously disappear whenever I visit, and I’ve been politely asked not to attend all-you-can-eat buffets anymore.
I’m endlessly curious, easily distracted, and usually involved before anyone finishes explaining what we’re doing.
Most of the time, I genuinely want to help.
Sometimes my help creates a second problem that did not previously exist.
But I’m loyal, optimistic, and always ready to show up when one of my neighbors needs me.
I regret absolutely nothing.
Well… almost nothing.