And the viewer sees a long, long smoke-filled corridor with standing candelabra,
black silhouettes, candelabra, and there's lots and lots of dry ice.
And far, far away, a little silhouette shaped like a black widow spider
coming closer and closer, larger and larger, through the fog, getting closer and closer.
And then when she finally reached the camera, which was in a trance.
Oh, she said, screaming relaxes me so.
So that turned him on, I guess.
Women vampires are hot.
Don't worry about that anyway.
But Vampyrus certainly was a pioneer as far as horror hosting went.
You know, I've often been asked why I don't like my attic with electricity.
Isn't that a bittersweet.
Everybody knows electricity.
Kay.