They’re terrifying. They’re stomach turning, they’re so disgusting. They’re deadly contagious. Some are just plain deadly. But the one thing you always forget about monsters, zombies, woods-bound ax murderers, hell spawn, sewer creatures, and the like: They smell rank. We’re talking week-old-feces, roadkill skunks, B.O.-miasma, stomach-bile-in-the-sun rank. Run, little ones.…
After a hard night of chasing noisy teenagers around the woods or summoning demons from the depths of Hell, sometimes a monster just needs to sit down with a nice, stiff drink. But where can a hairy, scary monster go to wind down without being harassed by the local pitchfork-wielding…
On an eerily foreboding night in 1999 (at least that’s how we imagine it), celebrated horror author Stephen King was struck from behind by a minivan. The official story supposes that the woman driving the van was distracted by an unruly dog in the backseat. We don’t know if the…
One minute you have a sweet, cuddly child, but then…BAM. Projectile vomiting, head spinning, television flickering. You know, the whole nine. Thanks to baby Aurora for inspiring this post.
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