My cousin, all dressed up and about to go to some club: “hey can I borrow that that pink lipstick you were wearing the other day?”
Me, sitting cross-legged on a stool, trying to inhale the smoke of burning bay leaves in front of me because I want to see if you can get high on that shit since it’s rumoured that the priestess of Delphi used to do that, but no one is sure if it really worked, you know: “it’s on my desk”
My cousin: “okay… have… fun…”
I just realized I was subconsciously trying to recreate this painting
Someone compile a list of all the big monster ladies/giant winged sky women/giant winged monster ladies from shows Pat McHale worked on. I need it or I’ll die and also I think that’s his fetish.
Pat, my man, what’s your deal?
Bonus: Auntie Whispers and the Tree Witch are lesbians and they love each other.
Submitted for your approval: Giant Pat McHale lady alignment chart that goes from Lawful Angel to Chaotic Hag.
Big Iron by Johnny Cash except playing from a jukebox in a boomtown saloon in the middle of summer, and it’s 11:30 PM when there’s only a few people left awake.