Night at the Museum 3: Shit My Pants in Absolute Terror


One day when I get rich and famous I’m going to produce my very own reality show. I’m going to take all the people who annoy me (i.e. my roommate Jake, the lady at the bank who is tireless at trying to get me to open an account, and every person from the “sheriff’s department” who has ever called me at 8:00 on a Saturday morning trying to get me to donate money and scared me sober in the process) and I’m going to put them in the Vent Haven museum. Whoever survives the longest will be forgiven. This place looks like it could, quite possibly, beat out the Bates Hotel as the world’s creepiest non-geographical location.

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  2. Late Last Night While You Were Asleep….
  3. Notes from the other night