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.
Did Louis C.K. jerk off in front of two female comics? And why are these ladies squandering an opportunity to learn from a comedy legend?
Elliot said my breakup must have been due to the sweater curse, an unexplained phenomenon where anyone who gives their significant other a hand-knit sweater gets dumped. The only way to break the curse, Elliot said, was to destroy the sweater.
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