Posts Tagged With How It's Made
Well, it's the night after your big day, and we all now what that means, right? Of course we do. We all definitely, completely do. I mean, I know. For sure. Do you? Boy, I just feel sorry for anyone who doesn't know. Gosh that must be embarrassing.
Some may think that coming up with the idea is the hard part, and it's all just gravy from there. Some would be dumb fucking idiots who don't realize what a gold mine they're sitting on.
We get asked where our ideas come from all the time by, like no one ever. But you're going to find out anyway, so suck it up and get your doodlin' pad ready, because, man have we cooked up a good one to share.
From time to time, it's important to consider what's truly important to us, because at any moment, a horrifying truth could be revealed onto the masses and change our very perception of life. Or, you know, keep it basically the same.
Today we take a look behind the WNV curtain and see how the metaphorical (and occasionally literal) sausage is made. If you've ever wondered what fanciful adventures of literary and cultural discovery we go on to create content for this website, then buckle up: this one's gonna be underwhelming.