Fireside 8: Hot Chocolate
What a wild evening it is! Thunder and sheet lightning all over the place. Damn, I'll have to oil these squeaking front door hinges. Oh, it's you! What are you doing here on a night like this? Even Luigi …. Yes, the werewolf! Even he isn't out hunting. No, Alfonso isn't here raising the dead with his voodoo drums. Oh, you might come in. Yes, of course you can use the phone. If Katrina isn't still using it to throttle that bloody burglar she caught. Talk about blood donors mistaking Dracula for a doctor! Ha, ha, ha! And on a night like this! Ha, ha, ha!
I've never mentioned Katrina before? She's not someone you tell people about, believe me! She's Dracula's sister, and we share a common interest. No need to back away. Those anguished screams you hear? Oh, that'd be the burglar. Katrina loves drawing it out.
Well, aren't you coming in to use the phone? No, I don't have the mobile on me. Luigi won't ring on a night like this to find out if I've got unwelcome visitors. Oh, you won't bother phoning – you'll drive straight to the police station instead? Whatever for? Oh, the body beside the road, right outside my front gate? Yes, you'd better report it straight away. But what a shame! I've only just made some piping hot chocolate. Yes, some other time. Bye!
Damn, the bloody wind has blown the scarecrow out onto the road again. I'll fetch it later. Blast! I wish Katrina wouldn't select those wretched horror movies for us to critique for her blasted film club. She always turns the volume full up for the blood curdling effects. Better get my hot chocolate and watch, Dracula Loves You.
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Big Papa
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And are you going to send the Pope on any more wild adventures? hahaha
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As for the Pope, say hi, and don't do anything I wouldn't do. haha Now if the pope was RUSSIAN, I can't think of a damn thing that I wouldn't do! hahaha
I'll send the Swiss Guards to invade Russia.
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