Slylock Fox – January 26th, 2013
Have I mentioned how creeped out I am by the bones constantly littering the ground in Slylock Fox? I think I have. I guess they belong to the dogs that often show up. I just can’t shake this ominous feeling. You know, the one that pops up when you approach a saloon and you’re greeted by an angry giant and some stray bones.
You know what, drinks can wait.