When the night wind howlsin the chimney cowls,and the bat in the moonlight flies,And inky clouds,like fun’ral shrouds,sail over the midnight skies,When the footpads quailat the night-bird’s wail,and black dogs bay at the moon,Then is the spectres’ holiday,then is the ghosts’ high-noon!For then is the ghosts’ high-noon,high-noon,then is the ghosts’ high-noon!
First verse of the “The Ghosts’ High Noon” lyrics by W.S. Gilbert/Music by Sir Arthur Sullivan from the operetta “Ruddigore”
Templo S.U.D. over 4 years ago
but who’s controlling the drone? the remote ain’t in Lio’s in hands
Baslim the Beggar Premium Member over 4 years ago
The drone goes where the spirit wills it to go…
Now which of those is Lio’s mom?
Nachikethass over 4 years ago
That’s some lift!
jagedlo over 4 years ago
“Come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly away…”
enigmamz over 4 years ago
You think planking is hard? Try staying in a position like that with ALL your weight supported by that one string across your stomach!
Norris66 over 4 years ago
The drone looks a little like Sybil the Cat stretched out.
Bookworm over 4 years ago
In the great beehive of the uncanny, Lio’s just a drone.
contralto2b over 4 years ago
When the night wind howlsin the chimney cowls,and the bat in the moonlight flies,And inky clouds,like fun’ral shrouds,sail over the midnight skies,When the footpads quailat the night-bird’s wail,and black dogs bay at the moon,Then is the spectres’ holiday,then is the ghosts’ high-noon!For then is the ghosts’ high-noon,high-noon,then is the ghosts’ high-noon!
First verse of the “The Ghosts’ High Noon” lyrics by W.S. Gilbert/Music by Sir Arthur Sullivan from the operetta “Ruddigore”
Night-Gaunt49[Bozo is Boffo] over 4 years ago
I wonder which one is his mother….
Sisyphos over 4 years ago
Ever resourceful, Lio flies by drone with his friends of the ghostly variety!