
Freddy! A million times Freddy!
I mean, yeah, sure, Jason’s got that whole super strength and damn-near-invulnerability thing going for him. BUT! Freddy fights with his head, and he also fights exclusively in his own domain. All he has to do is hit Jason in his sleep with some weird Freudian dream about Mama Voorhees and the big guy is disarmed completely. I mean, he’s vanquished in Friday the 13th Part II just by someone impersonating his mom — he’d probably explode if Freddy was weaving entire dreams around her in his head. It wouldn’t even be a fair fight.
…this is why nobody will date me, isn’t it?
I post this every Friday the 13th. Here it is in higher quality, now that I’ve found my old memory card. It was taken on my birthday at Scarefest 2008, a year before I lost a ton of weight and stopped wearing goofy button-downs. It’s one of the happiest memories of my entire life. I love this photo so much.