flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Those of you who’ve been around for a few weeks (or read through old posts) will know that I’ve already done the teeter-totter idea with Hypersensitive Fox once, but how could I resist?
Quick, somebody make me some pentacle cakes.
Also, I live in (a fairly large, liberal city in) Texas, so every time I worked on this suit in public, I was just waiting for someone to start talking about SATAN. Which absolutely nobody did, so yay!