I related to this 100%. My scary thrill? The picture of Dirty Dan that accompanied the Shel Silverstein poem "The Dirtiest Man in the World."
I had that page memorized so I wouldn't flip to it accidently.
Do you remember what frightened you as a kid? Does it still creep you out now? Sometimes what scared us when we were little makes no sense to us when we grow up. Other times...
|Image: Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends. New York : Harper and Row, |
I mean, COME ON.