Attack of Chuckie
Filed under: Heebie Jeebies - July 7, 2007 @ 5:27 am
I’ve been out of town, staying at someone’s house, someone who thankfully has a thing for Elvis, but also, most regrettably, for baby dolls and clowns. My guy and I were staying in her room, and she had this dead looking doll sitting in a wee wicker chair on her headboard. I did my best to ignore it, pretend that it wouldn’t creep down in the night and suck my breath and rip out my hair, but it would not be ignored.
Of course my guy and I fucked (in the dark mind you, so we wouldn’t see all the clowns and dolls leering at us), and all that rocking scooted the dead looking doll’s little chair to the edge of the headboard just enough, so that in the middle of the night, while we were sleeping, it fell on our heads.
July 7th, 2007 at 6:04 pm
Sheesh, I don’t know if I could’ve handled it. The movie “Magic” with Anthony Hopkins as the ventriloquist who was “controlled” by his puppet was my first run-in with scary ass puppets and dolls. I was only ten at the time, so I didn’t get that it was all in his mind so I kept waiting to see the puppet scurry across the room and hack somebody to pieces. Then the clown in the son’s room in Poltergeist.
If I’d been the one staying in that room, I’d be on no sleep, hands locked over my knees, rocking back and forth ala Bart Simpson saying “Can’t sleep, clown will eat me, can’t sleep, clown will eat me”.