Muppets...
Yes, you read correct, I typed Muppets.
I love the Muppets.
And I think I've worked out why...
They scare me.
I love that feeling of being scared, which is a retarded concept, but true.
It's why I do most things. Why I walk outside in the dark, why I watch scary films, why I invent ridiculous theories as to what is making that noise outside my window (tonight it's someone rubbing a knife against the window).
I remember them scaring me even when I was a kid. My Aunty recently reminded me of a couple of years ago when I was staying at her house and stayed up till midnight to watch the Muppet Show on the Disney channel, after watching for about 20mins I informed her that it was creeping me out and that I couldn't watch anymore. I then proceeded to go to bed and had awful nightmares about Muppets and stayed up the rest of the night in the lounge room with the TV going because every time I slept I dreamt of Muppets. My Aunty found me the next morning in a huddle position on the couch with very blood shot eyes.
I probably won't sleep tonight because of this.
I love the Muppets.
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