It’s $20 to cut the line. Once again, my local paper brings the thrills. From last week’s Gazette, an introduction to a local haunted house:
It makes Vince Stites happy when people pee themselves.
“We look at it as we’ve done our jobs. That’s the biggest form of approval for us, and the biggest form of flattery, I guess,” he says.
As the owner of Hellscream Haunts, which operates the Viral Shock haunted house at Mr. Biggs, Stites is in an unusual position to appreciate loss of bladder control.
Gleefully, he goes on, “We’ve had people vomiting, wetting themselves, and other things — losing bodily functions, I should say.
“We had one lady hyperventilate the first year,” he says. “We had to shut down the haunted house, and the funny thing is, we had a wheelchair as a prop, and we utilized it and rolled her out of there. She was in just utter hysteria and panic and couldn’t breathe, and we had to shut the thing down.”
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