You all, fools: *getting tattoos based on the ancient tattoos they find on bog mummies and the other ancient dead that for all you know will bind you to a forgotten god that now by all rights has a claim on your life for better or for worse*
Me, and intellectual: *doesnt fucking do that*
A forgotten god cannot run my life any worse than I am currently running it myself.
Bog mummy take the wheel
“Can’t make it to your gig tonight, the Peruvian mummy whose bicep tattoo I got last week…you remember, the one who now moves my limbs like an arcane puppet? She wants to stay in and watch Hoarders instead.”