I want an Adipose. I can’t stop looking at pictures of Adipose. I might need an Adipose intervention.
For those unfamiliar, this
is an Adipose. A marshmallowy creature who survives and spawns in a human host. I would totally host an Adipose and put the human race in danger if I could have one of these little snaggletoothed blobs walking around my house, squeaking.
Since Adipose aren’t real, I will have to settle for any or all of the following to satisfy my Adipose obsession. As you peruse, please imagine me screeching “I want an Adipose! I want you to get me an Adipose right away!” in my best Veruca Salt twenty or thirty times in a row and see how fast you get me an Adipose just to shut me up.
Looks like I won’t be able to make my own knitted Adipose - apparently the BBC wanted to keep them on their home planet.
Shhh, don’t tell the BBC. OMG WOULD YOU SCROLL DOWN AND LOOK AT THESE!
If you’re not completely convinced by now that Adipose are the cutest things in the whole wide world, there must be something very wrong with you. Stand close and I’ll use my sonic screwdriver to try to fix you.



I TOTALLY want one, too!
Ooh, the Doctor with his Brainy Specs *and* wee Adipose? Too cute!
I have considered trying to knit one by looking @ photos and guessing at pattern (shouldn’t be that hard) and figure as long as I don’t sell it or pattern the Beeb won’t come after me. It’s on the (very long) to-do list.