You've got a graveyard fog, you need a graveyard to go with it. You could make some tombstones out of cardboard and wood, but I don't know for sure because I don't do ANY work. I just buy things. Things like a foam tombstone.
A few of these would look good, but I think we can do better than that.
I prefer my tombstones with lenticular holograms. Graveyard still seems a little empty.
Boneville is looking a little full. Now it's time to bring it to life. Hey! We had those fog machines...
Death farts, kid. Suck 'em down. I think we can do more.
It's twice as scary when a gust of wind hits while it's lifting that thing up over its head.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
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