First of all, Lynda was MY friend.

You're clearly just jealous I had a personal relationship with the real victims this movie was based on.

I just think like, pacifically, a jealous attitude is for all intensive purposes a ridiculous subliminal reaction to the spatial anomalies present in the fluctuating corporeal nature of Michael Myers in the first place and that a vote for Trump is truthfully like a dichotomous sourcing of nascent fears in relation to our propensity for differential qualities in latent fear sourcing. It's like placing the atom before the nucleus and thereby behaving as if such ramifications aren't indicative of an inherent nihilism on a personally molecular level that lends credence to our profound ignorance of particle dynamics.

In short, I think you're stupid. And I will not ever tell you where the real Lynda's grave is. The families and friends of the fallen in Halloween didn't even let Carpenter himself know. And I can tell you, he is not a Trump fan.

lol Make another thread about it. We need more. We need to learn!

American Horror Story Season 6: Donald Trump

I don't think he's ever striked, but maybe a closet pedo.

Movie Theater: Young Frankenstein 10/10. RIP Gene Wilder. One of the funniest people of all time.

I was not there the night Bob made that comment as I was at the same party that Dr. Mixter and Laurie's parents were at getting hammered, and I mean that in a dual sense. I had no real skills so I figured bagging myself a doctor was the right move post-graduation, but unfortunately even though I did everything they asked me to in that coat closet, none of them ever offered me a ring until Annie's very deserved death brought Paul back around.

Bob was apparently a tiger in the sack, though, but of course he had to be to keep up with Lynda, who was not desperate enough to put up with inexperience. I don't think he was into young girls, so his comment about Lindsey was surely in jest, however Bob was one of the horniest teenagers I ever met so you never quite knew about him. He never did want Annie, though. I doubt my Paul did, either. I am almost certain she was blackmailing him with something to get him to sleep with her.

I had plans to make her face meet a locker and take a chunk of her hair as a souvenir that following day but Michael Myers got to her before I did.

You still seem a little bitter over being Paul sloppy seconds.

No one knows for sure, as Lynda always kept these things under wraps lest some more basic bitches steal her thunder at school, but rumor had it she confided in my friend Kristy that her next catchphrase was going to be 'ace'. As in "Bob was so ace in bed last night."