The hills DO have eyes
Thats right...some of you lucky people back over the pond may have heard of a recent film called 'The Hills Have Eyes'. It started out as one of our time wasting trips to the cinema in Panama City Beach, and we left the movie theatre somewhat violated and traumatised. Thats right...in a nutshell the film is roughly 2 hours of unadulterated horror that made Kate and myself want to gouge our eyes out and resort to the hospitality of a padded cell. We can't decide whether we recommend the film but it was defo the scariest thing since sliced bread and was worsened by the fact that we had ventured through the same territory that the film is set in, on our road trip to San Diego. Shortly after that we rented a car and drove through the night, afraid to stop even for petrol, and then we arrived in Daytona Beach. What a joy... we just remembered it was the end of bike week, and trying to sleep in the plush surroundings of our Chevy Cobalt was made a tad harder by the roaring bikes of the Hells Angels!
posted by Kat Weaver @ 1:11 AM
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