For a lack of a better analogy, if you were surrounded by aliens you couldn’t understand, how would communicate to let them know that you were just here for the party? Well, if you were Tom Hanks you’d do the white man’s overbite and try not to let your wife see you staring at the weathergirl’s ass.
Professor Witney Seibold walks you through a horror franchise featuring an evil, evil lamp. A freaking lamp, people.
