Imagine yourself locked in a vehicle, picked up by a mysterious stranger after hitchhiking alone on a dark country road. You are thankful for the ride, but you know that the crazies are out there… lurking, looking for prey.
Imagine yourself locked in a vehicle, picked up by a mysterious stranger after hitchhiking alone on a dark country road. You are thankful for the ride, but you know that the crazies are out there… lurking, looking for prey.
Ground control to Major Tom: We’ve seen your butt in zero G and it looks… fat. Oprah fat. Ground control to Major Tom: You didn’t call. We assumed you were dead, so we contacted your mom. She seems concerned. Ground control to Major Tom: We don’t know how it happened, but we killed your dog. …
Inside Doug's Head 