The Misadventures of Boblin the Goblin: Part 1 (Only one Beer)

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The first part of The Misadventures of Boblin the Goblin series. Boblin desperately wants to go to the pub for a beer, but his fried Og reminds him what happened last time.

Video made using Scratch Written by: Autism on Demand Animation: Autism on Demand Voices: Boblin: Slender Hyena Og: Slender Hyena images: scratch PNGtree Cholis Prayogi Adobe Stock Bolea Ionela Larisa tajirihassan Dreamstime SimilarPNG sound: freesound_community Music: Dvořáks String Quartet No. 12: taken form CBGP Music

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