you enjoy it your way, i’ll enjoy it mine
Let’s get weird tonight.
We’re watching Ghost Hunters,the series that originally ran on the SciFi Channel.
First of all, I don’t give a rat’s ass damn about electric-field-finders and heat-seeking-equipment. I want a 40-year-old matronly medium speaking with the threatening voice of a demon. I want people jumping because unseen fingers pinched their rear ends. I want people running and screaming! I want creepy little waif-children saying, “They’re hEEEeeere.”
Here is what I’m getting:
“The girls were getting a sensation in the bathroom.”
“You go first.”
“They have these mannequins. They do move.”
“Will she get agitated if I sit on her stool?”
I really am enjoying the show, but not for the reasons that I should.