There’s like a 95% chance that Will Graham’s house actually smells kinda fuckin’ rank
like
- seven? dogs
- who are outdoor dogs, probably eat weird outdoor stuff sometimes, and probably have really rank dogfarts now and then
- not to mention how they probably puke up some of that weird outdoor stuff every now and again
- have you ever lived in the country and owned a dog? you know what I’m talking about.
- he fixes boat motors //in his bedroom// like
- maybe it’s not the profound stench of an actual mechanic’s shop but let’s consider the essence of that odor for a moment
- the dude nightsweats like a motherfucker on a regular basis
- granted he’s probably reasonably diligent about changing his bedding and whatnot but I mean
- seriously though
- dude-sweatglands with panic-sweat on a regular basis stenching up the place
- not to mention that aside from the dogs he lives alone
- how often do you think he airs the place out
- does he even realize
- maybe?
- I just feel like a dude who’d very unironically wear that puffy fisherman getup on the regular might not give much thought to regularly febreezing the place
- I mean, I could be wrong.
- this is really funny because the idea of how much dog hair hannibal was probably lint-rolling off himself after that little trip down to Wolf Trap not to mention //the lingering odor// it probably took him two days to really get out of his nose
- you feel me here
