Also can I just say that I am obsessed with the Cecil design in the these poll comics that's just. A Giant Floating Night Vale Eye. like. yeah fair enough.
Sometimes a household is just a scrap collector god, a ghost king, a living bandage, a scimitar made from a gourged out eyeball, the gods evil ghost cousin tied outside the front door like a dog and said ghost cousins adopted human child he stole.
this is a neil appreciation post. a post for the men who count the pieces that things explode into. a post for men who console the kettle when it's had a breakdown. the men who went onto national television with mud smeared on their faces campaigning for vegetable rights. the men who describes blowing up the neighbors as a "bit of a faux pass", and told them to pretend to be invisible. the men who kill themselves and dig graves for fun. the men who feel underappreciated and unloved, the men who were told they didn't matter as much as everyone else. i love you neil
say what you will but my favorite oh moment will forever be Dmitry in Anastasia the musical singing “You never know” and holding out “know” until it literally becomes “ohhhh” but in song form.