DIGDAG: Absolutely. I converse directly with people and they forget [I’m] a puppet.
DIGDAG: Usually, Uncle Doug, he starts with a Bible verse, and I ask him questions. I don’t think we’re really talking about Uncle Doug’s words. He’s not that smart.
DOUG: I wouldn’t [call him] a child, but when I put him away for a while after my divorce, my daughters missed him. He was so much a part of everything. They lit candles and had a little ceremony when I brought him out again.
DOUG: It got me out of a traffic ticket once. I took a left on red in the middle of the night. I made my right hand talk to the cop who pulled me over: “Hi officer, how are you doing?” I felt like such an idiot. But he let me go.
DOUG: I was on a plane and asked the stewardesses: “Can I get a set of wings for my puppet?” They treated me likea celebrity.
DOUG: I don’t want kids to get the idea that DigDag is going to heaven. He’s not. He’s a puppet.
DIGDAG: Not usually. My ears are made of foam.
