jujube
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I grew up on the great "classic" horror movies. Every Friday night would find us in the living room, huddled behind the couch, watching some old black-and-white gore-fest.
I never understood how The Mummy, who had one arm wrapped to his body and dragging one leg behind him could always chase an able-bodied man through the swamp/desert/tomb, catch him and strangle him. But then, there were a lot of things you had to accept on faith.
I haven't outgrown my love for those movies, especially the really hokey ones. I do appreciate a particularly-dreadful Grade B.
I never understood how The Mummy, who had one arm wrapped to his body and dragging one leg behind him could always chase an able-bodied man through the swamp/desert/tomb, catch him and strangle him. But then, there were a lot of things you had to accept on faith.
I haven't outgrown my love for those movies, especially the really hokey ones. I do appreciate a particularly-dreadful Grade B.