We’re dog tired today due to Microkhan Jr.’s recent sleep woes. He woke up screaming at an ungodly hour, obviously having suffered through a terrible nightmare. And as we rocked him back into the Sandman’s embrace, we got to thinking—in our Reagan-era days as a wee bairn, what caused us to suffer similar night terrors?
One letter kept on popping to mind: V, a terrifying (albeit slightly cheesy) TV series about man-eating aliens who come to Earth under the guise of friendship. Seriously, there’s nothing on TV today that’s even remotely as terrifying—the thought of being on someone else’s menu evokes the most primal sort of fear. Check out the clip above if you dare. And consider yourself warned—Microkhan cannot be held responsible for any lost sleep tonight. (Also, we can’t say for sure whether or not any rodents were harmed in the making of the show.)