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Ahh the memories of crawling into my Mom's bed and staring at the ceiling waiting for Freddy to slash through it and attack me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't think this movie got promoted as well as it should. Some of you may not even have heard of it. It is insanely dark and creepy. Angela Bettis may be just the weirdest woman to even be on screen. She reminds me of myself in certain ways and I love her for it. If you get the chance, watch this one.&lt;br /&gt;
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This was Dario Argento's episode of Masters of Horror. He is known for his visual and&amp;nbsp;ominous terror&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;film and this is a great example of just that. He is one of those story tellers that allows your imagination to be what scares you the most, which I really appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've come to the conclusion he was put here by Satan. This is proof. What can't he do?&lt;br /&gt;
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I really loved this show. It was simple like most things from my youth. I even still call my friend Patti&amp;nbsp;Mayonnaise&amp;nbsp;because of this. Jason randomly sang the theme song a few days ago and brought back so many memories that I thought this would be a good "Way Back Wednesday" post. If you remember this show, feel free to leave me a comment below. Happy Wednesday, Guys!&lt;br /&gt;
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This weeks Terror Tuesday is another from my childhood. I'm sure I've seen this at least a dozen times though I'm not sure why. Not the greatest film, but it started so many rumors and myths about oujia boards and dead folks. I took those myths into my teens and remember quite a few nights spent terrified that my friends and I unleashed hell upon my bedroom. Overactive imaginations or not, this movie is the cause of most of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was listening to my boyfriend's band practice last weekend and they started playing this song. I can't seem to stop listening to it now. I guess it's time for dark hair, black clothes (what I wear to work every day anyway) and reverting back to my more typical "Angela" look. Bye bye blonde, Hello Evil!&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I've been thinking of getting a new tattoo. Just so happens to be the same spider tattoo as the late Peter Steele. Leave me a comment to let me know what you guys think. Oh, and ladies who are fans of Type O Neg, you can find his Playgirl Photos online. (That's what this is from)&lt;br /&gt;
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I had all but forgotten this movie until I came across it recently.&amp;nbsp;It basically details how Mary Shelly and Lord Byron got the ideas for their chilling tales way back when.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Being a lover of literature and written horror stories, this was a favorite movie of mine when I was a child. I might have been a little dark and twisted even then. It may be a little hard to find, but if you see it, watch it.&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Friday the 13th marked my second with Jason. Things are going pretty well and as far as I can tell, show no signs of slowing down. I haven't posted on matters of the heart in a bit, so I guess it's time.&lt;br /&gt;
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This time I will not be ranting on how the male human is horrible, nor will I be going on and on about how no one understands "me". This is specifically to remind Jason that he is appreciated and how happy he has made me. I know girly, shut up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So This last Friday, which was once again Friday the 13th, I was hanging out with Jason at what will be my house in a few weeks. We decided food was in order and made the usual trip to the store. Driving into the parking lot we saw a sign that said "Free Puppies" so we stopped to take a look. I've been looking for an&amp;nbsp;Australian&amp;nbsp;Sheppard mix for a while now, but couldn't see spending tons of money on a dog so I've all but given up hope. Until they said these were indeed part Australian Sheppard. Being a girl, I immediately looked at Jason with questioning eyes, to which he just said a simple... "yes". So we did our shopping and bought stuff for our new puppy. I was&amp;nbsp;ecstatic as was his daughter, Laci.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, we both notice that big things happen on Friday the 13th and his name is Jason. His notification tone on my phone has always been the chchchhahaha sound from the movies. I guess it's "Our" thing/day whatever. Weird are we.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am extremely lucky to have such a great boyfriend. Thank you, Jason...for everything. You simply amaze me...and junk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Once again Friday the 13th has come. This has become a holiday of sorts for me to read, watch, and discuss things I love! So Grab your favorite of the many and watch Mr. Voorhees do his thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also you can follow him on twitter &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/JasonLVoorhees" target="_blank"&gt;@JasonLVoorhees&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;To get you in the slashing spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
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From the time she was born, I adored having a younger sibling. She unfortunately was put on this Earth to make my life a living hell from the ages of 5-18. She fought me at every possibly chance. Busted my lip four times during a two year span. I have countless scars from her tantrums and probably could have died on more than one occasion from her violent&amp;nbsp;tendencies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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One holiday when we were visiting our dad's, he let us watch Child's Play. (See where this is going?) Now, I must have been around 8, which would have made Amanda about 3 or so. It had gotten really late and we all went to bed for the night. A few hours later, I am startled back to reality from a nice, deep sleep to someone short grabbing my foot. All I can see is short, bright red hair...grabbing me. It's screaming at me and I'm screaming back. Chucky has gotten me and no one is coming to save me! This is it...I'm done for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dad comes in and turns on the light to find Amanda and me fighting one another (me to get away, her to get affection). Both terrified of Chucky. I still think I win, because she looked just like him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Still can't watch this without looking at the foot of my bed and closing all closet doors. Stupid little dolls. Thank God I don't have little girl toys in my house or I may still freak out on occasion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, I'm serious. My roommate/cousin/all around good guy has decided to run for Congress. I'm going to support him any way possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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His values are in line with what I think this country needs to get back. I'm going to quote a bit from his &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/DamonStahlForCongress" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; page, but you are welcome to go to it for yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I am 26 years old. I am running as an independent. My political philosophies come from, Thomas Jefferson, James Madison, Federic Bastiat, Thomas Paine and many others who believe in the rights of man given to them by their Creator. I spend most of my free time studying law, The Constitution, history, and economics. I am not a professed expert on any of these things, but I do believe myself to be proficient and more knowledgeable than most on these topics, certainly more then most of the bureaucrats in Washington who are ruining our country." -Damon Stahl&lt;div&gt;
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If that sounds like something that could be what you think we need, go to his page. Like it, share it, and help get the word out there that someone wants what is best for us a nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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I have never feared these movies. Mostly because if I was "good" I was safe, this appealed to me from a young age. I had dreams of Pinhead, but unlike most children of the time, mine were of him having tea parties with me and protecting me from "bad guys". I must have been about five the first time I watched this movie. Looking back, I realize...I had awesome parents. Who the hell lets there five year old watch Hellraiser?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My last look back...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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So as many of you may or may not know, I have spent the last two years working in a mall. It's had some really great moments, some bad ones too, but here are a few pictures from my time there. It will be missed and I will be back to visit, only not during the holidays...I really hated that!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9t11yfAcHj4/T1X7IoPENSI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Em7xDrPXQa8/s1600/andrews.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9t11yfAcHj4/T1X7IoPENSI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Em7xDrPXQa8/s320/andrews.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgZskOeV7DI/T1X7JasDhYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qmu4UukHCnM/s1600/anthony.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgZskOeV7DI/T1X7JasDhYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qmu4UukHCnM/s320/anthony.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laurie, Anthony and myself having a drink at Applebee's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOaY8LzUw_w/T1X7KG00AEI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gmaKzEuCZec/s1600/babyzombie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOaY8LzUw_w/T1X7KG00AEI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gmaKzEuCZec/s320/babyzombie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuff to remedy boredom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gifts from Josh (Hot Topic)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bdubs with Zack and JJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4UfxGLV52k/T1X7Mfh0wxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Pt53PPqF0Go/s1600/jared.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4UfxGLV52k/T1X7Mfh0wxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Pt53PPqF0Go/s320/jared.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rave in ATL with Jared&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIZxo-E-iC8/T1X7NrLdC5I/AAAAAAAAAx4/oBATYHyvWZw/s1600/pickle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIZxo-E-iC8/T1X7NrLdC5I/AAAAAAAAAx4/oBATYHyvWZw/s320/pickle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Display Cookie Cake- "Angelica Pickles"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkHEDjNJvLc/T1X7OCyjYKI/AAAAAAAAAyA/bcue34v9-Hs/s1600/tmobiletmobile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkHEDjNJvLc/T1X7OCyjYKI/AAAAAAAAAyA/bcue34v9-Hs/s320/tmobiletmobile.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What Jared learned during Training&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WK4Y2-9Vwvw/T1X7QzuYGgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VbYv6f7HcEI/s1600/xmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WK4Y2-9Vwvw/T1X7QzuYGgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VbYv6f7HcEI/s320/xmas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Christmas tree&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out after work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When all is said and done, I met some of the greatest friends I've ever known. Some of them have moved on since I started working here, some are still sucked into the hole that is Villiage Mall. Either way, I love you guys and miss you already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=feedburner/XWUH&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;Subscribe to Almost Incoherent Ramblings of a Twenty-something by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800550118009792218-6759691331562187693?l=almostincoherentrambling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AriPWwM7NVs/T0ujEapvTmI/AAAAAAAAAv4/R-zvQgj3Qz0/s1600/Ducks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AriPWwM7NVs/T0ujEapvTmI/AAAAAAAAAv4/R-zvQgj3Qz0/s400/Ducks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy Ducks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aiiheQLFN2A/T0ujFwYJ8NI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7SNeYQjTR6I/s1600/bamahat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aiiheQLFN2A/T0ujFwYJ8NI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7SNeYQjTR6I/s400/bamahat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQ5jSmti5fI/T0ujHdklJ0I/AAAAAAAAAwI/FsUCtsykbQc/s1600/frog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQ5jSmti5fI/T0ujHdklJ0I/AAAAAAAAAwI/FsUCtsykbQc/s400/frog.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Museum of Natural History&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMRGHGF-W50/T0ujIYnv2SI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mTYGYCO4dPw/s1600/neckcutta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMRGHGF-W50/T0ujIYnv2SI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mTYGYCO4dPw/s400/neckcutta.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RUN!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVCKqMSQjNg/T0ujJRakoXI/AAAAAAAAAwY/EQG1nNBPoqs/s1600/paint+or+zombie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVCKqMSQjNg/T0ujJRakoXI/AAAAAAAAAwY/EQG1nNBPoqs/s400/paint+or+zombie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a big help painting the dining room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gFnZJo7QEQ/T0ukk-WbNbI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WcaDmVjE7LU/s1600/Sushi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gFnZJo7QEQ/T0ukk-WbNbI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WcaDmVjE7LU/s400/Sushi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sushi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love you, Sean. More than a silly blog post could ever tell you. And today, I hope that your wishes all come true!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm pretty sure this was the second cd I ever bought on my own. The first of which was actually TLC.&lt;br /&gt;
I can try to deny it, forget it, or act like I don't belt this song at the top of my lungs when no one is around, but who am I kidding?&lt;br /&gt;
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I love them in general. I could do nothing but Bon Jovi WBW posts for the next year of Wednesdays and still wouldn't get all of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yep, That's right...Batman, Transformers and my favorite goodies. Followed up with Faderade and video games and dinner. Definitely a very memorable week to say the least.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So I've grown an affection for this show. The UK version much more so than the US version. The writing and acting is better than most anything I've watched in recent years. I have Netflix to thank, once again for this little gem. &lt;br /&gt;
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After missing this book for years, someone found it for me again. It is the best Barker novel in my personal opinion. I have read it countless times and have started it once again. It far surpasses the term "page turner" and becomes simply obsession. I'm including the link to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Damnation-Game-Clive-Barker/dp/0425188930" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt; to order your very own copy. I enjoyed his Books of Blood and of course the Hellraiser and Nightbreed comics, but this is simply...amazing. &lt;br /&gt;
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He is a sick and twisted individual which makes him a wonderful horror writer. Nothing he's done has been less than wonderful for me. &lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, there are movies based on quite a few of his stories and books, but of course the books are much, much more involved and horrifying. &lt;br /&gt;
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