Fright Night -- What Scares the S**t out of You?
I have informed Mrs. Barley Banks, and the daughter, that if the time ever comes when they have to make the pull-the-plug decision on your gracious host, to keep one thing in mind:
I'm not scared of dying. It's heaven or oblivion for me, bitches! Win-win!
What I'm scared of is pain. Fucking mighty terribly scared of pain.
So act accordingly.
The weekend diversion, in honor of Halloween: What scares the shit out of you?
Now ... where did I put my cattle prod? The kids will be here any minute ...