syracusescumbag

So, as I was sitting here contemplating life... thinking about a lot of things... mainly how I don't have any smokes or anything to eat...

This question popped into my head...

Would you ever want to go back into a 1950's cheesy horror movie?

Nothing would thrill me more to rip off my shirt, grab my axe, and start hacking up zombie after zombie with blood squirting in copious amounts all over the old, decrepit, cemetery.

And in the end... after the bloodbath had since ceased... the maiden in the tight fitting dress and curly dark hair would run towards me in slow motion and throw her arms around me. Following a brief yet steamy kiss/embrace scene... the credits would roll.

That would rock.