Tonight, while watching my favorite show, “The Twilight Zone,” Chris and I discovered the true meaning of horror:
- a 6-year-old who can make whatever he wishes become reality
- a limited supply of whiskey, of which only 5 remain in your town
- the inability to play Perry Como
Sorry for crappy audio, I recorded this from my t.v. I had to do multiple takes because my hands were shaking from laughing so hard. Chris’s footage was the surest.