Armed with a trunk of secondhand Dreamhouse Divas, zero budget, and even less shame, I make stop-motion animated comedies about fame, faith, and festival-induced meltdowns.
Directed with the confidence of a man who’s been ghosted mid-storyboard, these shorts are weird, wild, and wildly relatable.
WARNING: May include scenes of theological confusion, plastic heartbreak, and dramatic wine tossing in 1:6 scale.
Refunds and emotional support offered in the comments.
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