I just watched Peter Cushing kill Christopher Dracula Lee again.
Reduced him to a pile of gray Duraflame Log debris.
You would think I would tire of watching it after all these years.
The quivering latex hand collapsing...
The silmultaneous facial expressions of horror, curiosity, & revulsion, which pass across Cushing's demeanor as he watches the Transylvania cookie crumble.
I wish I had Dracula's ring. You see, it remained behind, surrounded by swirling dust . . .
I think it would fit me.
I am sure of it.
You may have the silver candlestick holders Petey used.
They make my throat itch.
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