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Other people might be disappointed that salad fingers has no greater meaning, but I for one think it’s really funny to imagine David firth sitting at his computer going “and then salad fingers goes on a date with the corpse of a dog. But alack! The dog is half his age! Imagine the controversy!”

Wait until you see the next episode, it explains EVERYTHING.

David Firth is basically the walking embodiment of “it’s not that deep”.

I remember someone on the original series comment section saying salad fingers likes rusty spoons bc he cant see his reflection in them

“Salad fingers is British, poor guy” to me a Brit, salad fingers is a very accurate representation of a typical British day. I love seeing my day to day life animated.

No human being has ever had bigger “cool high school history teacher” vibes than this man

"I also have to mention that Salad is british, the poor guy" almost made me spit out my food

Cackling watching the beginning when salad wears the wedding dress and wendigoon says “and yes this will never be mentioned again” 💀

This is not so much a theory, but more or less why the series freaks me out.
Everything that Salad Fingers says is identical to something that my grandmother would say while she was struggling with dementia.
She would often bring up "The war" since she was born in the late 20's and lived through WW2 as an adult. She would make refences to extremely disturbing medical practices that have been outlawed for decades, such as bloodletting, lobotomies, etc. She would get irrationally mad at random objects. She would talk to my grandfathers empty chair years after he had passed away, and lastly she would always call you the wrong name and when she did this it would be some kind of crazy old English name since she grew up in Scotland.

Im almost 30 now and she passed away a few years ago, but its always so hard to watch anything Salad fingers related. Im sure my experience is not the only one like this, but it still feels very personal.

Since “Glass Brother,” I’ve thought of it as a story about a guy who was severely abused as a child and exposed to unspeakable horrors that no child should have to experience. As a result, he’s developed a sort of dissociative disorder, maybe schizophrenia, in order to process all of the senseless horrors he’s been exposed to. A young child can’t comprehend why their brother is never coming back from the war, or why their mother is so mean all the time, so they manufacture their own understanding of these situations in the only way they can.

speaking of personalized horror, the thing that scares me the most is the utter loneliness that salad goes through

My brother showed me this cartoon when it was released. I never really thought too much of it, but my brother seemed quite enamoured by the stories and character. Unbeknownst to me at the time, my brother had been suffering with schizophrenia. May be he could relate to this cartoon in his psychotic state.

Wendigoon: The creator says Salad Fingers has no narrative
English Teachers: The red door is meant to symbolize conflict.

You know David has been laughing his ass off at people who have been trying to find the hidden meaning to this series.

I want to also add that PTSD in children often has the children re-enacting events that are traumatic through mediums like play, which is what it kind of seems that salad is doing

I know this may sound weird, but Salad Fingers is somesort of comfort character to me. He has this childlike innocence, approaches everything with a curious mindset, despite the horrible world he is living in and the potential abuse he has gone through. I don't know why but it makes me happy to see a character be able to be happy besides everything.

Children with perverted childhoods tend to find comfort in perverted things. When I was a child, I had a difficult time falling asleep. So, in order to help this problem, I would imagine a zombie patrolling outside my door. The zombie would have a cart, and if I had my eyes open, it would kill me. Surprisingly, I felt comforted by the zombie's presence. Your explanation as to why Salad fingers is happy in his perverted imagination rings true.

As someone with a host of mental problems, such as PTSD, autism, and being British, I found that many things about this series were relatable to my experiences with those issues.

Salad Fingers reminds me of a person with Dementia and Alzheimer's. The "adventures" he goes on every episode are disjointed and distorted pieces of memories he once had - or imagined he lived through. These "memories" reach the forefront of his concouisness in no particular order other than spontaneous association. That's why there is no continuety, why he thinks he is giving up a child only to then forget about it and identifying it as a sponge to clean windows with. Thats why he goes on delusional memory-episodes and just suddenly forgets that he's supposed to hold the oven door open. That's why the names of the puppets change. Somewhere, in all of the confusion that is his brain, there was once a man with a life's story, but at this point, no one, not even himself is able to figure out what has once been real.
He may also be a ghoul creature in postapocalyptic Britain, but that's not the main point.