Unless you have your fingers permanently jammed up there, or, like Jeremy Melton, the stress of skewering your childhood tormentors causes one, nosebleeds are scary. When I randomly get one with no prior warnings, my first thought is normally: “Argh! I have a brain hemorrhage – I’m dying!”
In the case of this poor doomed schmuck, who models a very fascinating pair of glasses, from the Small Town Zealot range in Children of the Corn II: The Final Sacrifice, a nosebleed in church DOES mean death, but, rather than an internal medical cause, He Who Walks Behind the Rows is dishing up a big dose of voodoo via one of his juvenile followers…
The trickle begins…
And becomes a flow…
And then a tide…
Should’ve gone to Specsavers.
March 3rd, 2013 at 9:11 pm
How does that Japanese gag go? Something about nosebleeds being innuendo for erections?
March 5th, 2013 at 3:09 am
As a guy who’s nose constantly bleeds as a kid, this was a sick one that haunted my younger years, mate, haha.
March 5th, 2013 at 3:09 am
As a guy who’s nose constantly bleeds as a kid, this was a sick one that haunted my younger years, mate, haha.
March 5th, 2013 at 10:08 am
Scary, dude! But at least you’re still here and didn’t piss off any evil kids!
March 8th, 2013 at 12:07 pm
That, and in jail for murdering lovers while wearing a cherub’s mask! haha