I’ve always found those covers disturbing too. On a similar note, I didn’t read Poe until high school because of a freaky illustration, very like the Scary Stories cover, of a green demon graced the cover of my parents collection of Poe stories. For some reason it scared me, which is really odd considering I was reading horror novels by age 11. I don’t think Poe ever wrote about green demons, so I can’t for the life of me figure out why there was one on the cover…
The Cavity Goon from Timmy the Tooth, the lolly pop guy from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, the flying monkies from WOZ, Ronald McDonald, oompa loompas, the hornets from Maya the Bee, Roofio(spelling?) from Hook, and the temple guards from Legends of the Hidden Temple.
Does Disney’s The Black Hole count? If it does, even though the movie holds some fond memories for me, “Maximillian” STILL scares the hell out of me.
Ranchoth
(Not to mention the whole “Dante’s Inferno” ending…with Rhinehart’s eye behind the visor…::Shudder:
I can relate to the references to clowns, ET, balloons (shiver), Operation and jack-in-the-boxes.
I guess I was just a real fraidy-cat.
Wolfman paint-by-numbers set
Another clown hater here. Halloween is absolute hell for me, all those clown costumes…eek. I never even went to the circus as a kid for fear I may see…THEM.
:eek:
I am deathly afraid of the gollum. I do not think I will be able to watch the next LoTR movie; at least not those parts. Just hearing the words “my precious” sends shivers down my spine.
My grandmother gave me a beautiful porcelain doll once, that had its own display stand. It was all I could do to plaster a pleasant smile on my face to cover the horror I felt. I had nightmares that it would turn its head to look at me… finally I moved it to my closet, and I did not take it with me when I moved out.
And here is a present for you Teddy Ruxpin phobes:
http://www.x-entertainment.com/messages/27.html
Are you talking about those strange aliens that would show up in someone’s house and just continually say “yup yup yup yup yaaaw yaaaw yaaaw.”
Good lord those things frightened me. The thought of babbling, incoherent aliens sneaking into a house and toying with people by amking hideous noises while always remaining out of sight made me shiver. These were freaky evil.
Ha! Clowns. Yes, clowns are evil. And marching bands. I know they aren’t really aimed at kids, but still - the sound of a marching band could make me hide under my bed. At our house we could hear the high school band practicing. My beloved older brother told me they were “martians landing” and just what the martians would do to me. Gotta love big brothers.
StG
The fiery guys in Labyrinth who took off their heads and threw them around. I loved the rest of the movie, but something about disassembling your own body and playing catch with it…
I used to have nightmares all the time about being captured by the Sigmund and the Seamonsters creatures. They were just so evil looking.
Oh, I just remembered… Shmoo kinda freaked me out.
Barbapapa’s did not, though they were similar. But then, they didn’t have that weird Shmoo voice, or the little Shmoo legs, or the shudder whiskers of Shmoo.
Yiiiiiii! Here’s Shmoo. I’m telling you, heebie-jeebies from hell!