It's a gas, gas, gas!
He taught me how to dump blood on the ugly broad at the prom.(his b-day was actually Sunday)
Some kindly nuns taught me how to read.Stephen King taught me how to actually enjoy reading.He also taught me how to dispose of a corpse and kill vampires, both of which have come in handy.
Things What I Have Learned From King:- tunnels are scary- dogs with rabies are scary- clowns are scary- being lost in the woods alone is scary- being locked up by a rabid fan is scary- kinky sex gone wrong is scary- stores with freakish owners and needful things...or something...not so scary- dreamcatchers are scaryAnd lots more I can remember right now...
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