Even in some kind of nightmare world, where the sky's glitching every other week.
[In fact, some of that weird glitching just adds to it. Those odd patches in the sky where there's no color, it makes it kind of look like a painting. Like the nighttime is punching through the sunset.]
Well. [He holds up one of the planks of wood, turning it left and right to demonstrate.] What do you think? Thick enough to hold your weight?
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Mmm. Yeah.
Even in some kind of nightmare world, where the sky's glitching every other week.
[In fact, some of that weird glitching just adds to it. Those odd patches in the sky where there's no color, it makes it kind of look like a painting. Like the nighttime is punching through the sunset.]
Well. [He holds up one of the planks of wood, turning it left and right to demonstrate.] What do you think? Thick enough to hold your weight?