You Better Watch Out: A Christmas Horror Comedy

by Matt Forgit

She opened her desk drawer, where she kept a framed photograph of Dolly Parton. “Guide me, Dolly,” she said.

Glory had long, wavy blonde hair and wore lots of band T-shirts, which matched how Cotter dressed. Cotter seemed like he walked right out of an Average Joe catalogue of brawny, affable men.

And I remember the S.I.N.G. scene from Miss Congeniality you made me watch a thousand times.”