Oh. OH! It's a horror movie. The worst sort of horror movie. I can deal with people being chopped up by crazed red-headed stepchildren puppet zombies. I can't deal with ghost films. At all. After I saw Sixth Sense I had to walk around my house with my back to the wall to make sure they weren't sneaking up behind me. This movie looks really scary.
So I end up having the following email exchange with the sadistic official from the student club who sent out the notification and is clearly trying to ruin my life.
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Jesus - I watched that trailer and it scared the shit out of me. There's no way I'm watching the whole thing without a critical care unit and a psych referral.
Sadistic Official
Just thought I'd offer something different - a chilled evening for you and your loved ones away from study.
P.S. I was too freaked to watch the trailer.
If you too would like to incur years of expensive therapy, watch the trailer at this site:
The Hippety-Hoppity Bunny Goes To Morning Tea (trailer)
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Put that trailer together with your catheter post and you've got me really scared.
You're an ideas man!
Sadistic Official just discovered your fear of ghosts and feels awful! Next free movie night will be family friendly, I promise.
Don't feel too bad! As the disclaimer points out, I may use hyperbole from time to time...
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