Last weekend, the wife and I had a couple of friends over for pizza and horror movies. We decided on The Babadook, which I sadly cannot recommend. It..well, it just wasn't as good as I was hoping it would be. The ending just..man, I'm actually getting a little angry just thinking about it. At one point, I had to get up to go to the kitchen, and for some reason I took the long way around. Normally, the fastest route is to go straight through our dining room and "BAM!". The kitchen is right there. Well, that night I walked through the hallway, flipped on the den light, and promptly crapped my trousers.
You see, we had just put out our Halloween decorations earlier that day, so there were numerous ghouls and ghosts strewn about the house.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this asshole sitting there, grinning and holding his hands up as if to say, "Sorry bro, I was just standing here. In the dark. With my skull face". I flailed a bit, knocking his ass over, secure in the knowledge that an actual intruder would likely be as scared as I was at that moment.
Thankfully my wife and friends didn't laugh at me too much.