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Friday, July 13, 2012

ITALIAN HORROR WEEK GIVEAWAY: FRIGHT RAGS IS GOING TO EAT YOU!



There is a T-shirt company that I’m thinking of that begins with Fright and ends with “FUCKING BEST DAMN HORROR T-SHIRT COMPANY THIS SIDE OF YOU UNGODLY WARLOCK” Rags. When you care to send the very best, you send a Fright Rags t-shirt. When your relationship is on the rocks… send a Fright Rags T. Funerals… no sweat. Kid’s first birthday party… don’t hire that clown... wear a Fright Rags T. Let’s not drag this out any further because I think you know just how much I adore these guys. They make me as wet as a slip and slide. Damn near all my profile pics on our FaceBook page have a Fright Rags shirt featured either on my body or in the background (don’t ya’ll go lookin’ right now... we have a giveaway to perform damn it).


FRIGHT RAGS, in their infinite wisdom has seen fit to offer three special T-shirts for you, the readers of Italian Horror Week. While they have had many a fine offering over the years featuring our country of interest, this week we will be giving away two ZOMBIE shirts (one L and one XL) and one, infamous, gorgeous Zombie vs. Shark shirt (Large). What better way to celebrate the beauty of Fulci’s groundbreaking zombie spectacular, spectacular then by wearing a part of it across your chest like a Superman “S”.


So how do you get your filthy paws on one of these three gorgeous prizes? First things first, you go to FaceBook and you like Fright Rags’ page HERE. Then you stop by Dr. Terror’s FaceBook page HERE and like that sucker. I figure you’ll want to know what the Hell is going on around here. I would also recommend signing up for Fright Rags email list and following this blog. Fright Rags announces amazing things through that list and I need an excuse to keep my hand out of my pants. It’s not a requirement, but it should be. In all seriousness, the number of amazing T’s that get distributed through their mailing list portal is amazing . It’s like giving birth… wait… weren’t we doing a giveaway? Next up, you have to complete a TERROR LIB. This is a Mad Lib with the word “Terror” substituted for the word “Mad”. It’s a branding thing. Merchandising (see Spaceballs for details).  You complete the TERROR LIB below and send it to grindhousehorror@gmail.com with under the subject ZOMBIE VS. SHARK VS. YOUR MOM!!! Make sure to give us your name and address for mailing purposes.

I’ll be picking the best of the best of the best to share with ya’ll or just the winners (let’s see how many responses we get before we get too carried away). We’ll let you know  who won on Monday, July 16th to coincide with a very special 8-Bits from HELL article featuring FULCI’S ZOMBIE. Contest may be extended depending on response.


Also, and this is important to old Doc Terror, I need you to stop by the Fright Rags GRAVEYARD and cast your vote for the next Graveyard T release. It’s a free planet… for now, so vote for what you ‘d like to see covering the chest of your choice. Stick with the theme of the week and go for a House By the Cemetery, City of the Living Dead or Twitch of the Death Nerve T. All are fine selections. If you wanna help me out (and this is a purely selfish act) go vote for Unhappy Campers and Trick or Treat. I missed them the first time around. It vexes me somethin’ fierce.

TERROR LIB:

“Let’s Go Sailing!!!”

In Hudson Bay a (noun) that has a neglected appearance is drifting (adverb) out to sea. A coast-guard (vehicle) draws up alongside and a policeman goes into the (noun). His colleagues do not (verb) him come out again and one is about to go into the (noun) when a (adjective) sight appears out of the hatchway – a (noun) covered in (bodily fluid), walks towards him menacingly. Only after being hit repeatedly by (noun) from the policeman’s (noun) does he fall overboard and disappear amid the waves.

This news causes a (noun) and (noun) in the whole of (name of a country), also because the sailing-boat belong to a famous (profession) who disappeared rather mysteriously in the (location). The scientist’s daughter (girl’s name) together with (boy’s name), a famous (ethnicity) journalist, set out to look for him. The two of them set sail on a schooner belonging to (boy’s name), a young American ethnologist , and Susan a young underwater (profession). Far out at sea, Susan (verb) to take some (plural noun), but is a attacked by a huge (noun/animal); however, she is saved by a Zombie who unexpectedly appears out of the depths of the (noun). In the meantime, on Matul Island, in the Antilles, Professor Menard is carrying out (adjective) experiments.

What follows in the (place) and later in (place) is terrifying – ZOMBIE (NOUN) EATERS ARE HERE!!!

Make it your mission to order from Fright Rags often. Don’t miss a first chance to make a dead impression. Check ‘em out HERE. Also make sure to check out their brilliant FRIDAY THE 13TH THE FINAL CHAPTER SPECIAL AVAILABLE ONLY THIS WEEKEND HERE.





Special thanks to Fright Rags and Kristy Jett (who is contributing to this week’s festivities) for their amazing support, kind words and making this possible. We are all their kittens now.

-Dr. TERROR

3 comments:

  1. Those shirts are a little small for me, so this isn't for the contest, I just did one for shits and giggles. Remember folks, IT'S NO FUN IF YOU READ IT BEFORE FILLING IN THE BLANKS!

    “Let’s Go Sailing!!!”

    In Hudson Bay a bastard that has a neglected appearance is drifting seductively out to sea. A coast-guard rickshaw draws up alongside and a policeman goes into the chainsaw. His colleagues do not masticate him come out again and one is about to go into the machete when a horrific sight appears out of the hatchway – a business card covered in pus, walks towards him menacingly. Only after being hit repeatedly by ball gag from the policeman’s torch does he fall overboard and disappear amid the waves.

    This news causes a DVD and morgue in the whole of Jamaica, also because the sailing-boat belong to a famous fluffer who disappeared rather mysteriously in the bathroom. The scientist’s daughter Linnea together with Boris, a famous Transylvanian journalist, set out to look for him. The two of them set sail on a schooner belonging to Anton, a young American ethnologist , and Susan a young underwater grave digger. Far out at sea, Susan disembowels to take some eyeballs, but is a attacked by a huge honey badger; however, she is saved by a Zombie who unexpectedly appears out of the depths of the chainsaw. In the meantime, on Matul Island, in the Antilles, Professor Menard is carrying out purple experiments.

    What follows in the DMV and later in hell is terrifying – ZOMBIE NAPALM EATERS ARE HERE!!!

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  2. Zombie Napalm Eaters is the name of
    out band when I visit Georgia!

    Totally cool to post em here if the sizes aren't quite yours.

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  3. Zombie Napalm Eaters...it certainly does have a nice ring to it.

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