I read Linda’s post on Horror and then this week’s SoCS prompt came in and the first thing I remembered was the incident that happened in the “The House of Horrors” in Universal Studios, during my visit there with a few friends. What is House of Horrors got to do with being funny? Well, here it goes. I am not sure if I have already written about it and I am too lazy right now to check my posts, so pardon me if it is a repeat.
We, i.e 2 of my friends, a manager along with his wife and myself, had been on a two day visit to Los Angeles. We went to the Universal Studios on the second day and had a very nice time until the afternoon (or rather early evening). I am not a very brave person as such, but except for the surprise factor I am not easily scared. My home more or less looks like a haunted mansion at night when the moon is bright and if anyone else should be scared of then it should be the Ghosts or The Others who plan on visiting it because I can be more scarier sometimes. OK, coming back on track. When we entered the House of Horrors, it was decided that the guy friend will go first because he opted to lead the party, next myself and then my close girl friend (hope she reads this 😉 ) and then the manager and last in the line was his wife. Its a nice thing in there because they don’t touch you. So you are safe. “Things” come at you and stop so close to your face and all and the sounds and all the other effects (lights , shadows etc) are the ones that actually scare you more. So we were winding our way, screaming a little, giggling a little, laughing a little, uffing a little until we landed on the monster Frankenstein (I hope that it was him and no other monster). There he was sitting and waiting. You know these horror houses, if you notice very carefully, leave out the first or at least the first two people to make you believe that it is safe and then pounce on your feeling of safety because that is when you get scared a lot. So the guy almost was out and then I had almost crossed the monster followed closely by my close friend when it suddenly came forward and stood very close to that manager. We all turned around and stood shocked for a second because he shrieked very loudly. And then suddenly he pulled his wife before him and said to the monster ‘Take her, Take her, leave me please. Please don’t touch me’ and then literally vanished from that place (he ran so fast crossing all three of us standing before him that it was almost cartoonish) and his wife was standing before the monster dumb struck, wondering what in the hell happened there. It took us a few seconds (or even a minute of so) to come out of the haze before we started laughing (and no points for guessing what the wifey was feeling) and as soon as we got out, we sat down , right on the road, because we were in splits and our stomachs were hurting so badly with all that laughing. He was standing there looking sheepish and was getting a good dosage of reality from his wife. I hope he didn’t have a life of horror after that incident, even though I thought he deserved it. After all that laughing over the incident, we did feel bad for that wifey.
Was it funny/hahah or funny/peculiar ? I will let you decide.
Post for this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: funny. Funny/haha or funny/peculiar – your choice. Go at it!