Storytime!
Nov. 29th, 2009 08:36 pmWhen I was three or four, my parents rented The Terminator and it scared the shit out me, right? Like it would. And right outside my bedroom door, perfectly visible from my bed, were the controls for the house's air exchange system, which naturally had two little red glowing lights. It freakin' TERRIFIED me. FOR YEARS. Arnold Schwarzenegger was going to kill me in my SLEEP.
Now, on a week-long marathon through the Terminator movies and the Sarah Connor Chronicles, skinless Terminators are not scary. No, no. They are sexy. I kinda want to make out with one. And by 'kinda' I mean 'really, really'.
I'm not sure what to do with that, except troll the internet for Marcus Wright/John Connor porn. Ahar.
Or any Terminator porn, really.
Now, on a week-long marathon through the Terminator movies and the Sarah Connor Chronicles, skinless Terminators are not scary. No, no. They are sexy. I kinda want to make out with one. And by 'kinda' I mean 'really, really'.
I'm not sure what to do with that, except troll the internet for Marcus Wright/John Connor porn. Ahar.
Or any Terminator porn, really.