
and then there was this guy.
oldish looking guy with pith helmet, vest, and weird puppet. kinda seemed to weird everyone in our group out enough that we'd all look away whenever he walked by.
I likened him to the monsters in Amnesia: the Dark Descent, if you get the reference. stuff about staring and sanity.
his puppet had lipstick.
oldish looking guy with pith helmet, vest, and weird puppet. kinda seemed to weird everyone in our group out enough that we'd all look away whenever he walked by.
I likened him to the monsters in Amnesia: the Dark Descent, if you get the reference. stuff about staring and sanity.
his puppet had lipstick.
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I remember that one time he had dinner with his puppet. And breakfast the following morning. He had a drink with his puppet, that one time. He doesn't look at his puppet when he tucks it in. He dreams of retiring to some quiet, gated community and living out his twilight years, playing tennis with his puppet, dry cleaning his puppet; wearing his puppet like a fucking glove.
I really wanna ghost up on the puppet side and sneak in a french kiss while he's at the bar. Or vomit all over it. Like in The Fly. Dissolve that shit like cotton candi in a rain storm.
I really wanna ghost up on the puppet side and sneak in a french kiss while he's at the bar. Or vomit all over it. Like in The Fly. Dissolve that shit like cotton candi in a rain storm.
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