Every year around Halloween the school librarian would read this too us. I liked checking it out for the really weird artwork (turns out the guy did a lot of jazz album covers for RCA and Columbia back in the 40's and 50's). I remember it being pretty fucked up for a kids book, which is probably why I liked it. Essentially, this kid is being a pussy when a thunderstorm rolls in, so his grandpa starts telling him truly fucked up horror stories about crazy shit that was supposed to happen to him as a kid. Each story was kind of like it's own chapter in the book.
whomod said: I generally don't like it when people decide to play by the rules against people who don't play by the rules. It tends to put you immediately at a disadvantage and IMO is a sign of true weakness. This is true both in politics and on the internet."
