I still don't watch horror movies (not like I'd like to anyway...) for this very reason. My imagination gets the best of me TOO much! Like I'll be sitting there... 'enjoying' the movie, but then I'll come to realize, "Wait... if that shit is scary up front... what if something else was behind me RIGHT now looking in on me... THAT @#$% has to be MILLIONS of times scarier!"

At which point I turn the movie off, turn on all the lights in my room, bust out the holy water and play the Ghostbusters theme as loud as legally possible to clear this house out. I even throw my cats around the house to help ward the spirits, IF I happened to summon them into my house from such crazy imaginings.

This pic alone best describes how I feel despite Juju's blank, unknowing look. He just doesn't know because he's so caught up in what's on TV knowing he has his little brother's presence to back him up in company. If he were alone? Hell no, he wouldn't be watching what's on TV.

What's on TV?

The Thriller music video... I KID, I KID! But seriously-- I could NOT watch a horror movie on my own-- eff that, TO NO END. Just... no.

Honestly, just as I was pulling into the last mile on this piece, I was getting that creepy, crawly, heebeejeeby feeling from the crazy lighting effects that began to turn this piece scary on me. Ugh.

I'm glad how it turned out but... just... ugh dude, I'm glad I got this out of my system.