Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Chucky says Aunt Maggie was a bitch and got what she deserved.



It's bad enough D works late tonight and I'm feeling a little lonely, but I just walked across the living room after turning on the outside sprinkler system and D's creepy-ass Willy Wonka doll talked at me.

Out of fucking nowhere.

I didn't even know what the fuck it was at first (of course it's dead silent in the house) and that thing is creepy looking anyway.

Just saying. If I go missing or am brutally murdered in the house, the doll did it.

6 comments:

MacGuffin said...

That IS pretty creepy. Sounds like the kinda stuff that goes on here. According to the wife and kids.

Triana said...

I don't know how you live with that thing in your house. O.o

Ellen Aim said...

Ok, so the doll took a spill last night and has a motion sensor which apparently got flipped on. Which explains why it was only talking when I was in the room. (Which it did again later, luckily I was on the phone with D, otherwise it'd be in the dumpster right now).

Still fucking creepy. I turned him around so he's facing the wall.

Veloute said...

Creepiest toy ever.

I'd throw a scarf over it, too.

Skylers Dad said...

I would run that doll through the wood chipper like on Fargo...

Ellen Aim said...

Vel: I kinda hate it.

SkyD: Love it. It would probably survive somehow, but I'd be willing it give it a go...