I don’t think there’s a bar…there’s a murder. One. Depending on whether you feel like slaying a rampaging werewolf is “murder.”

No, wait, ew. It’s Jon Clark’s Something Juicy. Well…maybe mine is better, now that I see them here together.

This is chock a block. Whatever that means, this is that.

Did someone steal parts of some dude’s head?

An archive of not just the curse of the mummy, but the curse of paying $2.50 for a big ad!

One of many ones.

Well, the day of the week is, I assume, accurate. One star already, from the jump.

Dr. Frankenstein II? Is that how you get Roman numerals on your name?

Brimstone, check. Fire, less check.

Get a load of dem Arealas, eh? EHHHHH!?

A+ last name, C- first name, creativity-wise. C for Creativity! Look how clever I am!

Vampires, blood, and evil dictators. This really DOES have it all.