Is it me or does Friday the 13th get more credit than it actually deserves? We don’t get the day off, no gifts are exchanged and you usually end the night in a Tijuana prison. To top it off, we are forced to watch those movies about a socially awkward guy who can’t really let go of him dying when he was a child. I mean, live in the now.
Now Saturday the 14th is a different story. We get to sleep in to 1 p.m., we eat grilled cheese sandwiches all day and the night usually ends in an Ontario prison.
But after Friday the 13th comes Saturday the 14th and Sunday the 15th after…wards I don’t want this weekend to end.
Sorry. Got caught up in a Rebecca Black moment.