i guess no one but my dear, beloved andrew reads this anymore (what's up, 'drew.). le sigh.

even still, if anyone else happs upon my bloggie mcbloggerton, you can still join in on the horror flick fun.

launch date: [this weekend].
where: our house ("... in the end of our street.").
bring: your hot bod, and definately not my sister. oh, and any good scary movies (pg-13 and under, loves.).
wear: clothing (please. for the love of pete, wear SOMETHING.).
expect: ketchup and guts.

let me know if saturday sounds good, because that's probably when it will be, because sunday isn't a good day for screaming.

this concludes our broadcast day.