Ruined? I was the guy eating his Italian Take out during a Friday the 13th marathon once. Didn’t upset me. Psycho put me to sleep. Slasher movies are all the same. Yawn You can always liven up a party with a line like “Dang, you can see the blood packets under her dress, she’s a goner for sure!”
No clue why people didn’t like me. 
Thanks for the tip Mr. Warlock. Though from your username I would have expected you to recommend mustard.
I’ll try steak sauce on my french fries sometime, but if it tastes terrible and you were playing a practical joke on me, I’ll be coming after you with both barrels blazing.
Our closet is actually off our master bath, across from the toilet. I can very successfully freak myself out during a midnight potty trip by recalling Stephen King’s “The Moving Finger” and/or “The Boogeyman.” :Shiver:
I know my wife still has nightmares of that “hand thing” alien that sticks on your face from Aliens. I thought Aliens was a great show. Not scary, but some good moments of suspense.
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Which instantly brought to my mind perhaps the funniest scene The Simpsons has ever done–where Homer makes a horrible grotesque clown-shaped headboard for Bart’s bed. Bart spends every night quaking in the corner, saying “Can’t sleep…clown’ll eat me…”
Five Million Years to Earth, aka Quatermass and the Pit. I think AMC just showed it. Here’s the imdb link:
I read Salems Lot when it first came out, I think I was 13 or 14 years old at the time. All these years later I still can not look out a window at night and not get that creepy feeling that someone is looking in back at me.
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I also get the creepy-crawlies when stopping at an old, deserted looking gas station out in the middle of nowhere.
Thanks to Buffalo Bill in Silence of the Lambs and real life goonies like Ted Bundy, I will NEVER EVER fall for the old line “Can you help me load this into my car, I have a broken arm”.
I watched Five Million Miles to Earth all alone, when I was housesitting for a relative, and for some reason it scared me so bad I had every light in the house on all night.
I think horror movies make more of an impression on you when you are quite young. Other than The Exorcist, which gave me nightmares to this day, I find myself fairly unimpressed. The Twilight Zone is responsible for my lifelong fear of a)the dark, b) going down into the basement alone, c) the thing under the bed, d) ringing telephones because someone beyond the grave is trying to contact me. Also dolls and ventriloquist dummies that come alive and walk around after dark, though I’m not sure I can pin this on the Twilight Zone.