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1982. A good year to don a hockey mask and sharpen a machete, for there are young people aplenty with bad 80s hair ready to be slaughtered. And nothing spells “horror movie” better than a machete. Whether it’s sinking the blade into naked, wooden-acting flesh, or just simply preparing some sirloin for the barbeque, a machete is a trusty tool for any hideously deformed individual. |