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I Can't Stand the Horror Trope of Slashers that Can 'Teleport'

  Credit to  Teleportation Vector Images | Depositphotos There is one horror trope that always bothers me when it comes to several horror movies.  How the hell can a slasher be in two places at once? What I mean by that is…why do horror directors sometimes ignore how a human can move? I’ve seen several horror movies that were really great, but were ruined by a killer who was able to teleport.  That doesn’t make any sense.  Unless time travel is involved, then go for it, but a human killer can’t teleport! Where does this sudden supernatural ability come from? It’s just so…stupid. So, like, does the mask or the outfit give the killer powers or what? This is a random side rant, but I felt the need to talk about this. I recently remembered a horror movie where the killer was able to be at two places at once, while he was going after two people.  Like he somehow was able to travel across the entire city in seconds to catch up to the other victim. How??? Not even science can explain this!!!
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I Saw My Wife Eat Raw Meat in a Grocery Store

 


I was grocery shopping with my wife. I picked out a pack of meat for cooking later that evening. We were going to make burgers for the kids. Then my wife snatched away the package from my hand.

She tore into the wrapping like a bag of chips, shoving the raw meat into her mouth. She paused for a second, one piece of meat dangling halfway from the lips I loved to kiss so much.

I was too stunned to speak or move. Random passersby noticed the odd occurrence enfolding in front of me, and all they could do was stare.

My wife noticed the commotion, and let the meat fall from her lips. It made a weird slapping sound against the opened package. She wiped away at her mouth, remembering to maintain the polite manners her parents had taught her since she was a child.

“Honey, I think something is wrong with me. Remember that dog I brought home? I don’t think it was a dog.”

"Yeah, no shit, babe! The red eyes gave it away!"


Thank you for reading! I was shopping with my family in the meat section the other day, and thought of writing this stupid short story!

Emy Quinn

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