Wednesday, June 4, 2014

I can't sleep with a shark under my bed.

My normally-quiet apartment neighbor to the north bought a surround sound system for his TV today.

The first movie he chooses to play? 


The movie with the GIANT SHARK that ruined lakes and oceans for me so many years ago.

The reason I can't watch Shark Week. 

The reason that every time I see something gargantuan I mutter "we're going to need a bigger boat."

The movie with the singular most frightening soundtrack ever.


There's no way I'll get any sleep tonight...unless someone is kind enough to come check under my bed for sharks.