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All of Their Heads Fell Off Perfume Oil
$29.00
All of Their Heads Fell Off Perfume Oil
$29.00
So there’s a guy living in a little place that’s in the desert
And then there’s many, many, many, many, many different bodies
And then all of them, all of their heads fall off
all of their heads fall off
all of their heads fall off
And then, they start going to his house and tearing open the windows and breaking the house and eating the guy.
Oozing cactus flesh, creosote, dusty boards, and gruesome globs of blood musk.
Original story by A.S.H.
Art by John Herndon
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As a lifelong desert dweller I simply couldn’t resist getting this one. If you’ve never smelled a freshly injured cactus or the desert air right before a storm, here is your chance to get some in a bottle! Tangy undertones of metallic blood evoke the strange and unsettling tricks your mind can play when surrounded by pitch black desert at night and complete the scent. When dry it settles into a lovely softer version of itself that emphasizes the creosote before hitting you with just a whiff of that sinister blood musk.