Spook house pirate
Today in my ongoing series of photos from my travels over the years: a shot from inside the Haunted Barrel Works spook-house in Toronto's Centreville on Centre Island. The Haunted Barrel Works was my first-ever spook-house, and I love it for all its cheesy, graffiti-spattered, malodorous glories, especially the "hippie" mannequin with his anachronistic "Roachdale or bust" sign. Link
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Look out! His belly is made of that horrid doughy bloby stuff!
Cheney moonlights?
He looks like the baby from Dead Alive
You banned me?! For registering dissent again His Majesty Lord Doctorow?!
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His belly is the scariest part! The smell of most of these places is enough to get you in the "easily scared" mood. Which is good - hippies stopped being scary a long time ago.
Rob, I'm not sure that being an insufferable jerk can be described as "registering dissent." Theresa has done a good job of pointing out that it's not what people say, it's how they say it. And you were rude.
The anachronistic fire extinguisher adds a nice touch.
Looks like he's loosin' a deuce
Yes, Rob Long, I banned you. I've just banned your new account, too.
Spare me the fake-innocent "I was just giving my opinion" routine. I banned you because your only apparent interest in Boing Boing is following Cory around, making weird nasty comments that you hope will stir up trouble.
(As Cory recently put it: "Rob Long: the man who's so uninterested in what's posted on Boing Boing that he reads it every day just to make sure it's still not up to his exacting standards.")
Mark, Cory, Xeni, and David are not responsible for whatever roles you've assigned them in your fantasies. Neither they nor we are responsible for your inability to tell the difference.
Does that mean that adding a '2' to your moniker doesn't make you a completely new and different person? I'll remember that if I every get desperate enough to resort to sock puppetry.
Antinous, I assume that if you take to sockpuppetry, I'll never catch you.
You're too kind. It's not really my style, anyway.
This was my first haunted house ride, too. And the "Rochdale or Bust" skeleton used to scare me so much as a kid that I'd clap my hands over my eyes every time the stupid little car would get close to it (I had no idea what Rochdale was at the time). This ride was the pinnacle of childhood terror for me until I discovered that walk-through haunted house at the Ex where a guy in a rubber mask chases you with a chainsaw.