Many years ago in a poorly lit basement, my mom was in labor for many hours. The recounting of the story of my birth is straight of a horror movie. Doctor's smoking in the delivery room, blood and guts everywhere, unsanitary conditions, no dulling agents, and the ugliest baby boy anyone's ever seen.
That ugly child, grew up to be JASON....oh wait, wrong story.
For my birthday (today) I am invoking my "no review" clause, and will not review anything today. I'll return Wednesday with an all new write up about crap that you love or hate, or don't read.
Until then, enjoy "My Bloody Valentine" as most of you horror nerds will most likely watch.
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