A red substance flows from underneath Margaret’s bedroom door. Elroy’s eyes stretch into bulbous orbs as sweat condenses around his brow.
He grips the doorknob, exhales a soft breath, and then opens the door.
Stupid Is As Stupid Dies
Have you noticed that people’s intelligence seems to be cut in half when they’re depicted within a horrific scenario? What would horror do if it didn’t have a menagerie of dumb folk parading around in ball-constricting Levi’s or chest-enhancing tube tops?
Take for instance the cinematic dog—The Apparition.
Hell, with a title like that, how can you go wrong?!
Turns out you can be wronged in so many ways, that you’ll be left aghast within a temporary fog of dumbosity. Let’s explore a few really scary scenes together:
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Resident hot chick (equipped in short night-gown and panties), experiences some really freaky shit inside a newly purchased abode. She decides to leave and hail a taxi to her nearest acquaintance…right? Hell no! She decides to go shack up in a tent outside in the front lawn…while in her underwear.
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Resident hot chick is trying to catch some Zs; the bed sheets decide to extract some revenge for not being washed in over a month. The linen constricts around the hot chick’s body, and then proceeds to **spoiler alert** suffocate her. But not for long! Her macho boyfriend bursts into the room and rips the vengeful sheets apart with his BARE HANDS! What a tough guy.
Now…any sane person would leave if they were truly experiencing freaky shit! It doesn’t matter how much “paranormal gear” is tucked away inside the closet…suffocating bed sheets are a deal breaker.
Welcome to horror: home for unfortunates that are doomed to make ill-informed choices for our amusement.
Dumbass + Poor Decision = Horror
I’m sure you encountered your share of fictional characters that were sadly cursed with meek critical-thinking skills. If you think about it—how can horror possibly survive without people that are intellectually stunted?
Rationality can keep anyone safe from being the victim of a shitty situation.
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Do not cross street without looking both ways
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Do not consume delicious lollipops from strangers
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Do not frolic in woods after midnight
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Do not investigate creepy sounds
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Do not venture into basements
What would horror be without those that didn’t spend those precious two seconds to look both ways?
I’ll tell you what horror would be—a road without roadkill.
Sure. Yup. Guaranteed. The level of dumbosity varies from tale to tale. Some people are outright, borderline, re-goddamn-diculous, while other people are just old fashioned stupid.
Don’t Think. Just Die.
You’ve witnessed your healthy share of lovely maidens tripping over themselves in a dark forest, or some masculine macho that gets out of his big bastard truck to investigate a creepy silhouette in the road.
Horror thrives on those who fornicate in graveyards, or individuals who venture into a forest with nothing but skid marked stained tighty-whities to protect their tasty hide.
What about catacomb spelunking? Gee, ummm, like, what could be lurking underneath a cemetery…undead shit? (I’m just taking a wild guess).
Many horrific situations can be avoided:
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Haunted House—leave
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Weird noises—leave
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Creepy movement in woods—leave
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Sounds of screams from inside closed room—leave
Do you notice a pattern?
Then again…
…we wouldn’t have a horrific tale of terror without a proper dumbass. Yup. It’s true.
A proper dumbass propels a horrific tale of terror into territories a sane person could never imagine in 13.5 billion years. They’re the ones that open the doors. They’re the ones that investigate the screams. They’re the ones that chase shadows in the forest.
….Oh! Whatever happened to our old pal Elroy? What did he discover when he opened Margaret’s door?
A spilled paint can labeled: Ignorant Red.
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Sarcastic, hilarious, and clever — your articles are one which I look forward to reading! Ignorant red is a color from which I try to stay away, but I do use silly sage and frightful peach a lot. 😀
I also read somewhere that promiscuous girls often die first in horror movies while the virgins tend to have a better survival rate. Who would’ve guessed that horror movies are morality policed?
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Silly sage is a rare color!
Well…I suppose that makes sense — promiscuous girls take more risks! Haha
–FlyTrapMan–
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That’s true about those risky girls — no protection to keep bad things from happening!
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Haha, very funny
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Your argument means that Scooby and Shaggy are the smartest in the bunch since their first instinct is to always run. Too bad it’s always in the direction of the “ghost,” Farmer Johnson in a crappy mask. And it’s always about money for the bad guys. They really are monsters.
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Good point! Scooby and Shaggy sure as hell had the right idea.
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FANTASTIC!! lol 😂 Thank you for writing and sharing 😄
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No problem! Thanks for reading!
–FlyTrapMan–
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Classic.
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Run away from the creepy noises and everything will be okay!
–FlyTrapMan–
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OMG! I can’t stop laughing! I love the way you address so many tropes within horror and their obvious solutions. I’m guilty of writing many and yet I can’t stop laughing anyways.
Very witty and satirical look at the genre as a whole.
Cheers! ^_^
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Thanks for reading! If your bed sheets start to suffocate you, then just lock ’em in the washing machine. Problem solved.
–FlyTrapMan–
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Haha! Xp Problem solved indeed! ^_^
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Hilarious. But, can you say perhaps those people are curious? As in curiously dumb, but how about plain curious?
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…how ’bout…dead curious!
–FlyTrapMan–
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You’re dead on
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You nailed this. Hollywood and writers appear to think that people tend to become “stupider” during horrific moments.
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Well…someone needs to go into the basement…or no one will die! Classic Hollywood logic.
–FlyTrapMan–
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Exactly. Run into the would instead of heading for the car. Run toward the masked man with the hockey mask.
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