A very uninteresting story...

Like 10 years ago I bought this movie on DVD and watched it (as one often does when they buy things on DVD). I was a big fan of Full Moon and was actually pretty excited to finally see this, as it had been talked about a lot. Anyway, the final credits rolled and I was like "Yeah... that was alright I guess" and then I went to go do other stuff. That night, I caught some sort of weird "*beep* you I am a virus" flu type thing causing me to have an extremely high fever. This must have done something to my mental state, as I kept dreaming that I was IN the movie just like... hanging out with the characters and stuff. I don't remember a lot of it (again, it was like 10 years ago) but I do remember all of the characters running from the zombies and screaming "we gotta get out of here NOW!!!!!" and all I kept saying was "who gives a *beep* this whole thing is so mediocre". I woke up the next morning feeling terrible and as if I had not slept at all, and for some reason I decided to watch THE DEAD HATE THE LIVING again (probably because it was already in the DVD player and I could barely move). The second it started, I got this overwhelming feeling of "puke mother *beep* puke"... so I did. Anyway, after the movie was over I got up and switched it out for something else. I felt better almost instantly. Like, I was still deathly ill, but at least I wasn't puking anymore. So after that I have never been able to watch that movie because all it does is remind me of some weird ass flu-induced dreams and a bunch of puking. It's weird how something that clearly had no real effect on me having the flu can trigger my brain into briefly flashing back to one of the worst flus I have ever had. It's actually the exact same thing with cream cheese for me. I have a story about that too, but you could just read the story above again and just replace any reference to "movie" with "cream cheese" and it would be the same thing. It would save us all a bunch of time. Anyway... *beep* this movie.