Stan gladly reaches for Ford's hand and it takes him a considerable effort to get himself back up. Clearly he needed the assistance. He winces, and then makes a big show of cracking his back once he's upright.
"Ugh, mistakes were made," he whines. "Horrible, horrible mistakes."
But, nothing he regrets! Ford starts to describe their house, but he's neglecting possibly the most important piece of information he could give, so Stan chimes in as well.
"Also there's bones all over the place!" He starts counting off on his hand, starting with his thumb. "In the yard, in random closets and cupboards, stashed in the attic...you get the idea. So yeah, it's basically like the Shack!"
The worst part is there were even more bones up until recently. The only reason there are less is because the Murder Hut is finally open for business, and some of them got moved. But really, when you start filling up a place with bones, do you ever really get rid of them all? Their house is going to just have random bones in weird places forever now.
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"Ugh, mistakes were made," he whines. "Horrible, horrible mistakes."
But, nothing he regrets! Ford starts to describe their house, but he's neglecting possibly the most important piece of information he could give, so Stan chimes in as well.
"Also there's bones all over the place!" He starts counting off on his hand, starting with his thumb. "In the yard, in random closets and cupboards, stashed in the attic...you get the idea. So yeah, it's basically like the Shack!"
The worst part is there were even more bones up until recently. The only reason there are less is because the Murder Hut is finally open for business, and some of them got moved. But really, when you start filling up a place with bones, do you ever really get rid of them all? Their house is going to just have random bones in weird places forever now.