For some reason, typical horror films, with their formulaic plots and predictable shockers, just don't scare me. I'm more creeped out by psychological thrillers like "The Shining" or one of the more eerie Rod Serling "Twilight Zone" episodes.
But this movie, sends chills down my spines and brings chuckles up from my belly.
Enjoy and be nice to pumpkins.
The Life and Death of a Pumpkin
You may have seen the story about Major League Baseball licensing logos to mortuaries. If not, the picture here speaks for itself. In case it doesn't, I submit the following captions for this image, and invite you do the same in the comments area:
- Here lie the hopes of a Phillies' Championship.
- That Phanitic suit is hot inside...really hot.
- In loving memory of Tommy Green's arm.
- Look, I finally caught a foul ball!
- I just couldn't stand to watch Mitch Williams in Game 6 of '93 series. Can someone tell me what happened?
- Kiteman, may he rest in peace.
- Never wear an Emmitt Smith jersey to any Philadelphia sporting event. Ever.
- You shouldn't have booed me.
- "I'm a very safe pilot."
- Wait 'til next life.
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When I meet my final end (hopefully many, many decades from now), let no one say: "He died doing what he loved." If I'm killed participating in an activity that I loved, I'll bet I wasn't enjoying it right up until the end. And if I knew that this activity would eventually kill me, I probably never would have done it in the first place, let alone grow to love it.
