Movie Night!

What's that? Why do I watch terrifying movies late at night by myself, you ask?

Because I'm a fucking IDIOT.

I am literally the dumbest bitch on the planet (proof of this: I originally wrote "dummest" then went back and fixed it ARE YOU SERIOUS??) Yes I am. GRAPENUTS I am so scared right now. But at this point, I'm about two movies into this marathon of blood-curdling, pain-reflex-feeling, absolutely-not-sexy-timing mindfuck of a movie marathon (yes, I know I said marathon twice, because I fucking meant to and also back the fuck off) and I'm so scared shitless I might as well just watch more and not shit my pants (haha get it because I'm shitless!)

Right now I'm watching Nosferatu to lighten the blow (awesome sidenote: the score to this movie makes me think of "My Little Pony") WHO'S SCARED NOW BITCH?? I am. I'm fucking scared.

I'm thinking about what a person thinks about as they sit down to write a screenplay scarier than the thought of drinking a gallon of vaginal discharge from some smelly lady's poon. Ha, I'm going to write a screenplay about that later. Anyway, if I were going to write a scary movie, it would probably be about a little girl. Because little girls are FUCKING TERRIFYING. Not little boys though. Because boys are cool and girls in general are just awful anyway.

So it would be about a little girl who is possessed by a demon or something and wanders around the town at night doing...well, something terrible. Like, turning the whole town's supply of drinking water into vaginal discharge!

Obviously I'm still on this vaginal discharge kick. Not sure why, but it looks like it's here to stay. You know what? That's just awful! Forget the demon possessed little girl. Here's my screenplay. We all wake up one morning and all the water in the world has become VAGINAL DISCHARGE!!!!!

That would be awesome because girls would all just be like, "Ehh, whatever. This is my life every day swimming around in my own panties." But all the guys would be FUCKING HORRIFIED. Their lives would forever be smothered by the evil vagina-spew that they try so hard to avoid, even though they are constantly putting their fucking faces right in the line of fire (and we love you for it).

Hilarious. I'm going to be famous.