By Unknown
I hate it when I forget the roll of frozen dough in the car like that...
Say what you will, I've always admired the practices of the denim hunters of the Eastern Village. They make use of every single part of a pair of pants after they've hunted them down and killed them for sustenance. It's good for the environment and less wasteful!
In the nether realm between life and death, both ill-fitting jeans and ill-suited cutoffs live simultaneously. Indeed, a terrifying domain.