When I was a kid my parents and other assorted adults would warn me to watch out for the "Boogie Man."
I don't know if this "warning" was meant to scare me or save me. One thing is for sure, it was never followed up with any sort of explanation.
So in my little head, with my limited worldly knowledge and experience, I envisioned the "Boogie Man" to be some hippie dude walking around in a perpetual state of "boogie."
In my mind's eye he came out as a cross between Jesus and Tommy Chong, complete with robe, bandanna, sandals, and long hair and scraggly beard. Shaking his ass.
He didn't really seem all that threatening. You would probably spot him coming a mile away, and you could darn sure outrun a guy shaking his ass while he came after you.
