neon gravestones — dump

[crows]

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- for sango's beautiful town, boys town (to crack open cold ones)
- hes really good in the sense that oddly enough in certain places whenever the town moves it seems like he moves along with. certain wrinkles become more or less defined maybe his hair turns more blonde than silver
- "believe it or not, god is gay" - him, definitely
- "you shouldnt be here thats his energy i feel as he is slowly enveloped in the steam from an alley vent at 2 am holding a lil coffee great fucking vibes crow" - sango
- its kind but vaguely threatening like when he says "you better head home, son" you better head straight the fuck home and close your blinds and lock your doors and pray
- he was the one who told me to step outside in the snow in my bare feet
- him, mysteriously wandering up to the people in the town and telling them strange facts about sausage
- hes gonna tell us to not look under our car stairs what the hell is even a car stair
- halfway normal at first jus a lil weird but then the town as like "u know what,,, he seems funny lets make him weirder"
- the town: oh god hes too powerful
him, staring at his shoes: why am i wearing two left shoes
- "aw fuck here comes that old sausage man
- literally anyone on the street"