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Once upon a time, when I was an itty, bitty little girl, I came into the living room to kiss my daddy good-night. He was watching TV. As I turned away from him after saying good night, I saw that,on the television, people were ripping their faces off to reveal...
Well, I don't even remember. I got as far as the face ripping before my brother and I started screaming.
For years, if the show V was referenced, it was done with miming the ripping of our skin. I didn't care why (my parents tried to explain it wasn't real skin). I was reminded that TV wasn't real. Didn't matter. V had become a MAJOR THING in my life and I was SCARRED FOR LIFE.
So,it was with trepidation that I sat down to watch it last night. I actually did have to cover my eyes at one point simply because of what happened when I was 4 (or whatever).
( Today, I amused myself )
Well, I don't even remember. I got as far as the face ripping before my brother and I started screaming.
For years, if the show V was referenced, it was done with miming the ripping of our skin. I didn't care why (my parents tried to explain it wasn't real skin). I was reminded that TV wasn't real. Didn't matter. V had become a MAJOR THING in my life and I was SCARRED FOR LIFE.
So,it was with trepidation that I sat down to watch it last night. I actually did have to cover my eyes at one point simply because of what happened when I was 4 (or whatever).
( Today, I amused myself )
