It was just anudder Saturday morning, and Spidey was hard at werk, rigging the old wadder heeder dat di owners ob Spidey's Attick had left behind in their hurry to bacate into a jacuzzi for critters.
Suddenly the stereo began blasting, and Spidey could hear Vlad's voice singing along to Another Saturday Night.
Another Saturday night and I ain't got no bodies
I've got some Spiders cuz I lost my RAID
Now, how I wish I had some blood to drink, too
I've fled the light of day.
I got in town a century ago
I've seen a lot of donors since then
If I could bleed 'em I could feast 'em
But as yet I haven't bled 'em
That's how I'm in the state I'm in
Another fella told me
He had a ghoul who looked just fine
Instead of bein' my dinner
She tasted like David Schwimmer
The platelets were not appealing.
It's hard on a bloodsucker
When he's not below the ground
If I don't find me a vein
That I can most promptly drain
I'm gonna have to blow this town
From somewhere near the window Jess sighed. We all knew what this meant. Vlad had fallen opp di waggin' agenn. We dropped ebbyting and rushed to his coffin, but all we found was an open window.
