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This is a pretty lowbrow joke. I do wonder sometimes if certain people in the media not only induce fear for ratings, but also because they perversely feed off of it in some manner, like a banshee.
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I love when the local news attempts to scare me about the weather. It can be snowing an inch, and you’d think it was the coming apocalypse from the news. I get that there’s a certain degree of looking out for the public trust by warning us of the worst case scenario, but I think there might also be some sort of deal with the dairy farmers.
Some child waking Christmas morning to find Santa dead from head trauma might just be the most horrible moment for the rest of their lives. Remember that scene in Gremlins where Phoebe Cates describes finding Santa dead in her chimney? It scarred an entire generation just hearing that story. For shame, Super Mario.
You’d think there was a monster keeping some students from turning in final papers on time. I’ve never personally had this excuse used on me, but I’m fairly certain a few have mulled over its use.
On the flip side, I recall finals being overwhelmingly frightening as a freshman, and increasingly becoming less threatening as I went along. How about you?
When studying has failed you, or you’ve simply failed to study–turn to magic. The great thing about magic is that it basically trumps effort, science, intellect, and…um, well, I guess guns. Take that, NRA.
This is a pretty disgusting joke, but that’s okay. We only do truly disgusting jokes rarely.
Meanwhile, it isn’t the first snow but the first substantial one here for the season. People seem to go crazy about snow. Either they run to the store to stock up like it’s the apocalypse, or they enter some sort of bizarre trance-like state of pure euphoria about the coming cold.
People are always real defensive over horror films until they start seriously talking about them. Then suddenly, with the reality of the countless sequels in their face, they cave. The truth is, as Scream put it, most horror sequels suck. This is no revelation to most of you, yet somehow the countless sequels still prove profitable.
I actually have little idea where the giant, gelatinous log of cranberry sauce comes from each year. Yet, every Thanksgiving there it is. One of life’s grand mysteries.
If you ever frequent deal sites, even something like Groupon, you’ll notice how easy it is to be seduced into buying crap. Wait, 50% off something I would never consider buying otherwise? I must be saving money on that deal! It’s a weird psychological reaction, because I suspect it isn’t as effective for many online customers when retail stores do the same thing.
There’s a lot of fear expressed by young men that they will be falsely accused of sexual assault. I’m not sure how common this is, but many pontificate on the subject so much that you’d assume it’s an hourly occurrence. This does not seem to be the case. I’d wager it’s more an issue the other way.
And what is the deal with Herman Cain?
