What is it about mannequins that sends a chill down so many a spine? Is it simply a Pavlovian response to all those old-school B horror movies we saw as children? Or is it something else? I came across an entire family of mannequins recently, and I couldn't help but think that each one of those guys had been partying something fierce the night before.
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