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Put your paper bags on! Yesterday or today (not sure, because of the timezone difference) is/was the birthday of the Supreme Fallout Commander!
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<br>Happy birthday, and good luck on ToEE!
In true post-apocalyse style, he is utilising the ruins of a past era. Truly the king of fallout is one who wears a hat worthy of junktown. Though in shape it makes him more like an archbiship of fallout..
If however you had made Fallout, people would bow before you and comment on how great your crown looks!
In truth though Tim is blatantly taking a post modernist look at native american indian head dresses of the pre us-european colonisation period. Her really captures the essence of animal saccrifice.
He didn't invent that hat.
Me and a couple of my friends did some years ago, while drunk and/or high. We had ordered food and it came in those brown bags, we each had one and we all used them as hat.
Happy Birthday to the man is who is all of j00r fucking daddies (is that even possible?). I knew there was a reason why I've been drinking all day. Have a great day, and may all your gifts be articles of jaunty headwear.
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Only a real artist knows the actual anatomy of the terrible, or the physiology of fear - the exact sort of lines and proportions that connect up with latent instincts or heriditary memories of fright, and the proper colour contrasts and lighting effects to stir the dormant sense of strangeness.