Eating your town this summer!
They call me MISTER Babadook!
Careful that you don’t catch anything while visiting your Malig-Uncle and Malignant.
Hush, hush, I know she can’t hear me calling her name.
Quite a lovely crop this season.
Trick or treat, smell my feet. Give me something good to eat.
They won’t be singing kumbaya. They’ll be screaming kum-ba-no!
It’s October again. Thrill me!
They’re not Slime Creatures from Outer Space, but Martians on the attack-ack-ack!
Resistance is not futile. It is voltage divided by current.
Well I just got into town about an hour ago. Took a look around, see which way the wind blow.
Good thing the aliens didn’t show up on Memorial Day.
It’s like a sci-fi Edvard Munch painting, come to life.