The entire set, exactly as it was during the final episode, complete with the skeletons and the giant, leathery egg.
Old skin, hairs, scar tissue, fluids. All of the things you produced in the 1990s, cataloged and preserved. Weighs approximately 1/2 ton.
Sealed in an airtight sarcophagus to prevent spoilage.
Fashioned from feathers and tin, this likeness plays saxophone and looks upon you with painted eyes that seem to hate.
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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