Don McLean's song "General Store" still kind of squicks me something awful every time I hear it. But, like a rubbernecker at a train accident, I can't help myself and indulge anyway. I absolutely adore the potential for horror in the happy chirp that is his voice.
In other news, HORATIO HORNBLOWER!!!
I'm not writing tonight.
That is all. <3
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Anyway, anything that really horrifies and disgusts you in a deep, horrible kind of way is said to squick you out.
The original useage, as far as I know, is the sound of a penis fucking an empty eye socket of an empty skull. Like I said. A lovely piece of fanfiction.
It's never used in that context, as far as I've heard. Not anymore, anyways.
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