"Sometimes that jogger he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a jogger... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he runs past ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin..."![]()
"Sometimes that jogger he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a jogger... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he runs past ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin..."![]()
Maybe Im not getting the joke, but all I see is a shark on a stick and someone wasting YouTube bandwith.![]()
I live here. I might never go to the beach again....