So a recent lovely Sunday I was being a lazy $hit doing nothing. I was hanging out doing one of my fav things to do in October.....WATCH HORROR MOVIES!!!!
Since my house is decorated as a mini house of horrors its only fitting, right?! Well during my "me" time someone rang my doorbell. "Hmmmm, who could that be...?" I decided to ignore it, I'm busy. They rang it again... "Ugh fine!"
I opened the door to the most adorable little boy. He was in his cub scouts uniform, he had glasses, and he was so freaking nervous. As soon as I walked out he started reading from a sheet of paper, "hello, my name is _____. I am with troop ____. I am selling popcorn. Would you help my troop, please?" *looks up with the most adorable grin ever*
Me *thinking* fuuuuuck how can I say no to that?!?!?! *said* of course sugar!
I go inside to get my money and come back. I left the door partially open because I had the psycho barkers penned up (I had an extra for the day so there were 3). They were losing their $HIT barking the whole time. As I am filling out the form, the pups got silent. And all you could hear what I was watching....
*moaning*
*screams*
Me: I'm watching a scary movie.
*skin slapping*, *more moaning*
*blood curdling scream*
*knocking* "No stop, let me out, let me out!!!!"
Me: *ah hem* Here's my money *nervous grin*
Kid: Thanks miss!!! I'll deliver it when we get it.
Dad: *suspicious stare* Um thanks...have a...good day...?
Me: Bye!!! *sounds of a murder* Have a great day! *waving*
I feel like dad thinks I was watching a porno...I was not but sometimes there is a fine line between porn and horror.
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