Coyote Medicine, Tuesday

[makestheworld]

A day of being completely honest? Well, Coyote had been pretty sure that'd be like any other day.

Until he started figuring out how he wanted to sell some of his stock, today.

He couldn't compliment the customers and tell them what they wanted to hear. He couldn't claim that most of his stuff was authentic native American artwork. He couldn't even try to tell the ducks in the park that the steam room really was for purification purposes.

So he took his shirt off, instead. People in this town seemed to like that sort of thing.

Coyote Medicine!
Random crap the white man thinks is tribal and a lot of bull from a guy who's at least actually spoken to Great Spirit (and totally really did create the world, so there)
The Medicine Man is HORNY

It'd be an interesting day at Coyote Medicine.

Comments

Tribal crap

[makestheworld]

Yeah, it really is pretty crappy. Except those drums. Those are actually pretty authentic.

Talk to Coyote

[makestheworld]

Might be a slightly iffy proposition, today.

Sweat lodge

[makestheworld]

Yeah, the whole purification thing? Totally just a matter of sweating till you pass out and hallucinate.

But you pass out and hallucinate in a spiritual way.

OOC

[makestheworld]

Oh, sure, the day I finally remember to post with Coyote, LJ goes wonky. That just figures.