BillyWhizz888
07-06-2007, 08:51 AM
COUNT DRACULA wasn't enjoying his holiday in Glasgow. Unable to find any
virgins to sink his fangs into, he'd resorted to sitting in the corner of
the Horseshoe Bar sipping Bloody Marys.
But things were about to get a lot worse...
On the way home to his hotel one night,
he was walking down Argyle Street
when he was hit on the back of the head with a mini sausage roll.
A few yards later, he was struck with a slice of quiche.
And then he was battered with a selection of freshly-cut sandwiches.
Turning round to confront his attacker, Dracula was pierced through the
heart by a cocktail stick.
Brushing the cheese and pineapple chunks off his chest, he looked up at
the female standing over him and said:
"Who are you?"
And she replied:
"I'm Buffet the Vampire Slayer..."
virgins to sink his fangs into, he'd resorted to sitting in the corner of
the Horseshoe Bar sipping Bloody Marys.
But things were about to get a lot worse...
On the way home to his hotel one night,
he was walking down Argyle Street
when he was hit on the back of the head with a mini sausage roll.
A few yards later, he was struck with a slice of quiche.
And then he was battered with a selection of freshly-cut sandwiches.
Turning round to confront his attacker, Dracula was pierced through the
heart by a cocktail stick.
Brushing the cheese and pineapple chunks off his chest, he looked up at
the female standing over him and said:
"Who are you?"
And she replied:
"I'm Buffet the Vampire Slayer..."