It seems unlikely that we'll ever understand the high strangeness which seems to affect many properties across the west and southwest states of the USA. Whatever unknown force is responsible for this activity, it seems content in showing only glimpses of its power, yet completely unwilling to offer any explanation for its actions. And perhaps, when all is said and done, we are just not supposed to know.
Rootin', tootin', toil n' shootin'
Fire burn and cowboy bootin'
Eye of newt and spicy beans,
Toe of frog and denim jeans,
Whiskey, grits, n' demon spittle
tossed into my iron griddle
With the tannin' of our hides,
Somethin' wicked this way rides
Fire burn and cowboy bootin'
Eye of newt and spicy beans,
Toe of frog and denim jeans,
Whiskey, grits, n' demon spittle
tossed into my iron griddle
With the tannin' of our hides,
Somethin' wicked this way rides
—Humorous poem
by Tumblr user omnybus
by Tumblr user omnybusThe Devil's Backbone is known as 'the end of the world'. But, folks are still willing to risk it all and come out here, even when the stories say it's where monsters roam.
— Teaser for Wicked Lawless Love
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