Salad Fingers is a well known cartoon created by David Firth. The title character is a vaguely human being, with the exception of having green skin and very long "Salad Fingers". Salad Fingers has a strange fondness for rusty objects, especially spoons, and a love for taps. And also a fondness for pain. SF is otherwise a very polite, cordial, and almost friendly person. He lives in a world that is either:
1. A disturbing post-apocalyptic wasteland
2. A frightening insight into the mind/imagination of a very lonely and psychotic serial killer
3. A drug trip
Salad Fingers' only friends are finger puppets named Hubert Cumberdale, Marjory Stewart-Baxter, and Jeremy Fisher. Salad Fingers talks to them and believes them to be real. And the fact that he sees them as real, living, life-size people at certain points throughout the cartoon is a clue to the fact that what we are seeing is possibly not a post-apocalyptic reality but a current, or past, un-reality which exists in the mind of the mentally ill Salad Fingers himself.
His three imaginary "friends" are not the only other beings that Salad Fingers encounters.
There's little boy who SF visits and requests spoons from.
There's another young man who answers when SF calls for help. SF asks him to help get a fish out of the oven. But SF sees a rusty nail and reaches for it, piercing his finger and unintentionally letting the oven door close. SF then passes out and the young man winds up accidentally being cooked in the oven.
There's also Harry (called "Milford Cubicle" by Salad Fingers) which is the corpse of an armless man who died trying to break into Salad FInger's house. However, Salad Finger's hasn't got any clue that he's dead and proceeds to take him inside the house and play him a song on the flute.
There's a un-named little bug-eyed alien boy who loves Salad Fingers but his affections are either not understood or un-returned.
There's Bordois, a little bug who is accidentally squished by Salad Fingers. As usual, SF doesn't notice he's dead and continues to talk to him.
There's Mable, a young girl who goes to a picnic with Salad Fingers and frightens him badly when she speaks English. Apparently he hasn't heard coherent speech from anyone other than himself in quite a long time.
There's Kenneth, another corpse. He was/is Salad Fingers' younger brother who went off to fight the "great war". When Salad Fingers finds his body he brings him inside, feeds him a meal of sand, and then says a tearful goodbye before returning him to the "ghastly trenches" (really a hole in he ground where Kenneth's body was found)
There's Horace Horsecollar, a toy horse that Salad Fingers thinks is a real horse.
And then there's Roger, an apparently broken radio that somehow still emits extremely creepy noises. This terrifies SF into hiding in his cupboard, where SF finds a hair which he saves and adds to his other three. When SF emerges from the cupboard, the radio begins speaking more coherently and instructs SF to clean up his dirty house. When SF protests, Roger the radio forces him to eat all four of the hairs which causes SF to break down and sob hysterically.
The cartoon itself is EXREMELY disturbing, very gory, and gruesome, but also extremely hard to resist watching in an odd way. Kind of like a car wreck: you know you're going to see something you'll regret that will possibly scar you for life, but you can't help watching anyway. Salad Finger's disturbingly gruesome nature and eeriness only add to it's appeal. And you find yourself somehow actually caring about this little psychotic green man who loves rust and pain, and chatting with dead bodies and puppets.
And if you don't want to have a permanent distaste for salad, and a downright phobia of toilets, finger puppets, and radios, don't watch.
"Marjory Stewart-Baxter you taste like sunshine dust!" -Salad Fingers
"I like it when the red water comes out" -Salad Fingers
"What's wrong Mr. Fingers, do you not like my mouth words?" -Mable
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