the scary house

There is a house in our neighborhood that does a huge, crazy, halloween set up with life-size (and bigger) freaky mannequins. They board up the windows of the house to really make it look like an abandoned house, with spooky music playing, flashing lights, the works… It’s crazy. They have one side of the display that is like a graveyard with zombies and the undead walking around (ripping other undead’s guts out of their chests- charming). And the other side is a combination of horror story figures (dracula, the mummy, witches, Jason of Friday the 13th fame) and clowns. Big, scary, freaking, BAD CLOWNS. Now, I must mention how I hate clowns. They scare the crap out of me. Even the friendly looking ones from the circus. There is just something wrong with clowns. Clowns are bad. And if you think I hate them, Robin is even more scared of them than I am. I think we got a lot of our clownphobia from the Stephen King book "It". Yeah, that was a good one. Loved that book…hated the clown.

For the sake of good photography and more practice, I sucked it up and took some shots of the evil clowns from hell. They are very colorful, though. Scary as shit, but colorful. 

Some of the clowns even come with cute accessories, like a bunch of balloons with a severed head (please note the undead/zombie guy on impaled on the lampost in the background). And here is one of the scarier undead. And my personal favorite- the birthday baby clown. Not much worse than that, huh??

And this is how Timmy likes to look at the scary house. He likes it, but only from far away.

Let’s go home.

Now that you are officially going to have nightmares tonight, Happy Halloween everyone!