Stumped

This weekend we watched Sin City. I have a thing about amputation. It's right up there with my shark thing and my scary basement thing. I was not a happy camper. I couldn't squish my eyes shut fast enough to keep up with all the ears, arms, legs, hands, fingers and feet that got tossed around/shot off/eaten off/cut off. Last night I had a dream that a guy got his stomach ripped open by a shark and then he was just standing there, screaming, with his guts hanging out. Don't you love it when the horror you see on the screen mixes with the horror already in your head and it becomes the horror that plays out in your dreams?