In 1987, a friend of mine, who lived in Prineville, Oregon,
was sentenced to death for
time-travelling using the voodoo radio.
He somehow left me this photograph below.
Don’t know what he wanted to tell me with this.
Maybe nothing, I guess.
When watching this, listen very carefully…
You can hear him shouting
“Oh, mom, Curry God is taking me away!
He’s yellow and spicy! Mom! “