So I was sitting with Grandma tonight and was treated to a play by play commentary of what was going on in the horror film she was watching. Much noted was the fact that the main character kept walking very slowly around the house while scary music was playing.

Grandma: "If I was her I'd turn and run out of that house. No, wait--I'd wheel out of there in my wheelchair."

Earlier in the film: "Well, I could've done that role--all she does is walk around. On second thought, I can't do that too well either."