“Stop messing around, Groot.”

Nope.

This is the kind of stuff I thought of when I slept in a basement “bedroom” that was the farthest from the stairs upstairs. I can remember one night in middle school watching a horror video and coming out of my room only to find all the lights were off, besides the light in my room, and I rushed as fast as humanly possible to the door leading to the stairs, which for some reason was also closed.

Could ya get the light? You’re so close to it.

Well… fuck me.