I was listening to the news yesterday about the Crossbow Cannibal case, when someone was interviewed and said something along the lines of:
"His shelves were packed with books about serial killers, he had dozens of magazines about homicide and his videos were "slasher" flicks.
The walls were hung with Samurai swords blah, blah, blah."
It made me chuckle, not because of his heinous crimes, but because Deb looked across at me. You see, they could have been talking about our house because it's filled with horror books and books on serial killers, I have video slasher flicks, and directly behind us on the wall where we were sitting is my Samurai sword (for the record, I also have a crossbow too). As of writing this, I have not killed anyone. But if I ever do, just remember it's not the horror books that have warped my mind, it's a result of being abducted by aliens. They're after me I tell you.