farewell sweet prince

RIP

Dear Sean,

Sadly you are dead now. But don’t let that get you down.

Yours truely, Ryan.

Rest in pippingtons.

Man we were so wasted last night, let's do that again next week haha

Dear Lamehorse,

I hope this message finds you well, I understand you were stabbed once again in the same nightclub all those years ago. I am writing to you to inform that we have not yet finished Battleblock Theater and was hoping to finish before I too succumb to a nightclub stabbing.

All the best
Nozza

“Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.”