I don't typically spend much time or effort on Hallowe'en. I'm not the type who enjoys dressing up in costume, and I don't see the point in going crazy with decorations for a single evening. I do, however, enjoy seeing the young ones dressed up in their costumes, especially those kids who really aren't in it for the candy so much as they are in it to show off their costumes.
On the other hand, my apartment is conveniently located beside the one entrance of our building where trick-or-treaters go for candy. So, in the spirit of the evening, I carved a pumpkin. A real pumpkin, not like the gourd I carved last year (though I'm still quite pleased at myself for that one!).
My pumpkin is a jolly fellow. He's not at all scary or haunting. So, as per my own tradition, instead of scaring little children, I do my best to scare myself. I rented a scary movie. I should've known better to wait until Hallowe'en night to rent a scary movie, most of the ones I had on my list to rent had already been rented. It was slim pickens! So instead, I had to go with the recommendation of the teenage Blockbuster 'associate' (or whatever they call themselves).
But rather than tell you directly what I rented, I'm going to give you another obscure hint (yes, I've already given another hint) and see if you can guess :There! I've given you two hints. Can you guess what scary movie I rented and watched this evening?
2 comments:
Was it:
Dr. Strangelove, or how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb.
Nope. It's not a Kubrick flick.
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