On the outskirts of the old Transylvanian village, the fiendish vampire stalks his next victim, an innocent fair maiden who has unwisely wandered into the forest. Driven by his ancient lust for blood, the undead wretch sneaks up from behind…
And CHOMP! right inna neck! Can this guy chomp or can this guy chomp, am I right? You just don’t see chomping like this anymore, with the suspense and the drama. The younger vampires, they got no patience. They don’t got time for stalking, for building up tension, they just wanna cut to the chomp. It’s sad.
What a pain in the neck, Sharon H. (Links return tomorrow!)
Jonathan Barker is on the case.
Hee hee!
Perfect.
Everything about that second picture is wonderful, from the expression on the cloudlike victim to the wrinkly chin on the nosfuratu.
I guess Husky’s are daytime vampires?
I meant “Huskies”. Sheesh.
As Jerzowa wrote in a previous kronchy chompy vampirez post “Carpe Jugulum!’ So I figure hey, seize the chomp any time of the day? Heck, if you’ve got the talent bring it anytime if you may.
Fair maiden looks terrified. As she should.
From that title I was expecting a sausage in Sansabelt trousers from JC Penny’s. Or maybe a flowered mumu.
Husky Vampire: I’ve come to reasonably portion out your blood!