Ugh.
I had watched scary movies before but none did it; more jumpy than anything. Then, my dad sat me down and simply said, 'watch this'. The film was 'The Thing', I was about 15, and it did scare the fuck out of me.
But, I still did enjoy it. It was the fright-factor. My dad introduced me to a series of backseat horrors that I found both scary and enjoyable.
My dad knows his horrors. I would also like to add he despises any horror film released in the past 10 years. He is quite simply, a very bad man.
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its a sex injury: im missing my left ear. dont ask.
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