My husband lives to torment me……..and he lives to torment me with this doll. I have a seriously phobia about dolls. I don’t like them, they give me the heebie geebies with their clickity clackity eyes that blink and that blank stare that just screams, and “I will cut you in your sleep”.
Dolls give me the creeps, and especially after watching Josh in Destination Truth on the Island of the Dolls episode where the doll opened and closed its eyes. AAAAAHHHHH……it was so fucking creepy!
I swear to the heavens, I should have worn one of my kid’s diapers during this episode as I wet my pants watching it, and ever since my husband has been finding numerous ways to torment me.
|Yeah..no shit Josh!|
|Look, its watching you!|
With this fucking creepy ass doll....
Let me say to start, I have to give a great big ole one finger salute to my mother in law for buying this heinous doll. This thing couldn’t get any creepier if it was spawned by that evil satan doll Chucky.
|What do I find when I walk down stairs and turn the light on??|
Nor does it help my state of paranoia when said husband chases me around the house with Chucky’s daughter calling….”Mama….Mama…..Mama….why don’t you love me MaMa….”
|When I open the fridge....hubby screams....She just wants you to feed her!!|
Now, the good hubster has taken my torture to another level……witness the following…….
I turn around to find this and Hubby whispering, "I'm watching you Mama"
Or when I go to get in the shower in the morning, I can hear him cackling from our bed
The best one is where he totally pretended he was asleep and when I got into bed, he acted all surprised that I wasn't all ready in there....yeah...Jackass....it was the doll.
Even the dog is scared by it's evil face...EVVAAAILLLEEE
And last, but not least, look what was waiting for me with my morning coffee
I think the letter "J" will have to be for the Jackass that tortures me