The Jeeper's Creepers.

Horror movies don’t really scare me anymore. I don’t know if they ever did but I’m sure they would have when I was a kid. I remember the first time I ever saw any kind of a horror movie was when I was really little. Mum was flicking through the channels and A Nightmare on Elm Street was on like TV1 or something. It was some scene where there was a girl running from Freddy and then she fell over into some bed sheets or something and he tore her apart, it was quite violent for my age. I wasn’t scared I don’t think, but my brother who was even younger than me was shitting his Marvin the Martian boxer shorts like you wouldn’t believe. Now I don’t know if he was actually wearing Marvin the Martian boxer shorts or if he even actually shat his pants but he was so scared that we had to turn it off, pretty devastating but that was my first horror movie experience, and I remember it quite well, obviously.

Last night we were at the Brettodome just chilling, and we decided to watch Jeeper’s Creepers. Now I don’t know if you have seen it or not, I mean I don’t even know who you are. I might know you if you said who you are but I don’t know who you are reading this right now if you know what I mean. Anyway, back to the movie, so if you haven’t seen it, it’s the story of these two teenagers I think they are meant to be travelling on the open road trying to get home or something, and then there is this guy trying to kill them or something and their phone dies so they can't call anyone for help and there are always crows around them when he is around and yeah, Jeeper’s Creepers. It is actually pretty good for a horror movie, it gets kind of ridiculous towards the end but it is a really good idea and it is done pretty well for what I assume had a small budget.

So there was this bit in the movie where they are driving and then the bad guy who I think was called Jeeper’s Creepers but I’m not sure lands on the top of a car and tears the roof open and kills the people in the car, pretty awesome, but it’s not like this scared me at all when I was watching it, I was just like ‘oh well, you lost that one’. Somehow, the ninety-two minute movie finished at like four thirty in the morning, and I didn’t think we started it that late, and we didn’t stop it or anything. Anyway, Tom Wilkin, which I assume you all know enough about so I’ll just stop there, he said that he would take me home, and this was what had to be one of the scariest driving sessions in the world. It started when we left Brett’s, Tom took a piss out the front and I didn’t really need one so I just left him to it, so I walked over to the car and I saw some guy walking down the street with one of those big ass carry bag things that I can’t describe but yeah, who the fuck walks down the street at like five in the morning besides... Jeeper’s Creepers? And us I guess, we were there, but this was fucked!

We got in the car and sped past him, I was sure that he was going to jump onto the hood of the car and then smash through the window and rip of Tom Wilkin’s head and eat his eyes and then chase after me because I was running through the eye eating bit and then he kills me, but it was much more uninteresting as we just drove past him casually. We made our way to my house when he has never been so scared to drive in his life, he was going to be by himself on the way home, and I said that I wanted him to text me as soon as he got there so I knew that he got there alive.

When you got out of my car
I looked at my phone and
it had no battery so I was
shitting my pants the
whole way home. Then
when I made it home a
crow wade crow noises
like above me in a tree.
From: Tom Wilkin
5:35am 3-OCT-09