Shear terror. When the police come to check on that strange smell coming from the Cave of Cool they will find this little pixie sitting next to my decaying corpse with a bloody spoon in her hand. Because that is how patient she is. She would take her time and gain maximum 'scoopage' with each stab. Not even considerate enough to use a sharpened spoon. She would work it like I was a bucket of that cheap ice cream Mom would buy at the Food Barn with that duvet sized bag of puffed wheat that weighed next to nothing.
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She'll leave you looking like a red canoe...
masks and clowns...no bueno!
Holy Moley! I'm gonna have a nightmare about rabbits and spoons tonight! And red canoes!
like that pig mask in the Shinning
My son and I took the dogs for a walk a week or so ago. As we passed one house, a kid was knocking on the door, but no one answered. The kid heard us and slowly turned around. He was like 9 years old, wearing a hockey mask and carrying a toy knife or something. He didn't say a word, just watched us as he slowly walked down their walkway.
It was very weird.
Holy crap, Wings. With all the movies from the horror genre that you have seen I can so see the hair on the back of your neck stand up as you wait for the ominous music to start.
Those masks are disturbing. But what's even more disturbing is the moment when you find out that they are not masks.
STOP THAT! I snuck out of my room one night to watch TV from the staircase and Rod Serling's 'Night Gallery' was on and that was the end of one of the episodes. The girl being terrorized by the guy with the burned face mask pulled off the mask to find the SAME FACE UNDERNEATH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... I ran back to my covers while peeing my pants.
Dear CCCofC, I love this image! Who did it? I would so appreciate it if you could let me know ... thank you!
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