Man Of Steel - Official Teaser Trailer (2013) [HD] Henry Cavill, Russel ...And JONATHON BEN MACABI (our vampire) has a big scene too.. 6/10/13

Remember, on his home-world Kal-El would not be 'all powerful.' It is the energy from our star and the gravity field of the worlds around it that makes him super. See the film. Coming soon.

What would you do if a trip to another piece of celestial real estate gave you super powers? Got any plans... any costume ideas? COMMENT us, or leave a tweet at twitter.com/wilkravitz .. You know, human strength will be multiplied on low mass planets, like Mars, or the moon (sort of like a planet). Trained weight lifters from Earth will be able to hoist 2,000 lbs.  on our chalky gray sister world. Theoretically, broad jumps of 150 ft. will be possible... at least until our bodies adjust. So according to real science, little Kal-El might have been like Bam-Bam, but big boy, Clark, would be more like Barney. And not the guy from How I Met Your Mother. I'm talking about Fred Flintstone's next door neighbor.

But we're referencing Hollywood.... and that's a  whole other universe.

Now come with me to another part of the forest, as we focus on a vampire hero...

Then they just sat there. The tattoo man was still a little groggy. I forget what he took, or even if he was 'on' anything. But that's not important. He was obviously impaired. Tillie whispered - My God. He looks so pathetic. Let me pinch him. Let me see if that wakes him up.... But Jonathon said - No. He hears us. He knows we're here. He'll come out of it. Perhaps he's just in shock..... Then he lightly slaps his intended 'dinner''s cheeks.... The tattoo man quietly moans. Jonathon leans in and whispers - I know what you did. I know you disfigured those people......... Tillie kicks the 'tat' guy's leg and goes - My brother, you God damned shit.... Jonathon raises his hand and goes - Shhh...... He gives her a 'look' too, so she knows he really means it. 

The tattoo man takes a deep breath, raises his head and opens his eyes. Well, maybe they already were open, but he focuses them, if you know what I mean...... Tillie goes - Show him your teeth! Show him your teeth!..... But another raised finger quiets her.... She whispers - OK.

Tattoo man sniffs and says - How come I can't get up?...... Jonathon makes with a sly, little vampire smile. He likes that look. Does it in front of a mirror sometimes. Shows the teeth real well..... Tattoo man goes - Whoa. You magic, or something?...... Jonathon slowly nods.... Tattoo man goes - Shit.

Then they just sit like that for maybe thirty five heartbeats. Little rabbit hops out of the brush, sees them and freezes.... Tillie goes - Awww..... Jonathon makes a bunch of quiet, little noises with his teeth and his tongue, like what you'd do to call a horse. The little rabbit hops over and snuggles in his lap...... Tattoo man says - Yo, dude, can I pet him?..... Jonathon says - You want to hold him?..... The guy clears his throat and goes - Yeah, I, uh, I, uh, want to hold him..... He's scared. He wants a security blanket.... Jonathon carefully places the warm, tiny bundle in his hands. The potential meal softly hugs the little rabbit up against his chest. He lowers his gaze. It's little head is just under  his chin...... Then he whispers - Are you gonna kill me?..... Jonathon goes - Yeah, most likely I will...... The guy goes - Will it hurt?..... Jonathon shakes his head 'no.' ........ Is it 'cause of what I did? - says the guy. The tattoos and all?....... Tillie gets real agitated. She fishes a picture out of her wallet and shoves it in his face..... What do you think!? You know! You know, you God damn, rotten piece of shit, you! (to Jonathon) Set him on fire! Set him on fire! Don't bite him! Don't bite him! Set him on fire! Do it! Do it! Do it!........... But Jonathon doesn't answer her. He just takes the photo of her mutilated brother out of her hands and puts it back....

Tattoo guy watches everything. Doesn't move much, but his eyes dart all around. It's surprising. Even in the woods late at night, the pupils dilate and people see a lot, especially when they expect to be dead soon. Then he whispers (you could barely hear him) - Now? You gonna do it now?....... Jonathon whispers - Yes........ Guy says - Can I talk first? Can I say something? I want to tell you why......... Tillie goes - Jesus Christ!...... But she sees tears run down the guy's cheeks and doesn't say anything  else....

So they sit there, waiting for him to begin. And if you want to know the truth, Jonathon seems a little sad too...
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THE COLD, NUMB DESPAIR OF A FRUSTRATED BLOGGER ... 6/09/13

How many bloggers are basically frustrated and nervous? How many of us jump from stats to Twitter and back again like fifty times a day expecting something to happen? 

Some well known performer, some 'celebrity' favorites a tweet and we expect nirvana. Maybe they'll visit? Maybe they'll bring friends? Maybe @dickc will give us one of those little blue and white checks? And lit/talent agents won't instantly block us for asking the most innocent (ok, clueless) questions. (sigh) Should a talked up her little yappy dog more. That, I know. Cute dog, but I didn't realize she was that attached to it. Should a made more Manhattan references too... maybe some Crate & Barrel, Williams Sonoma and Pottery Barn mentions. I don't know. I'm angry. 

StumbleUpon dumped me. I can still go on and talk up other people's creations, but not my own. Apparently I already did that too much and used up my lifetime supply. Who knew it was limited?  Thought it was 'all you can eat.' What the hell's the deal with this? They want us to put food on other people's plates and then step back, smile and go - Isn't it good?...... No, no, no ,no, no.... That's Valentine's Day in third grade. That's not real world self-promotion. That's 'I'll vote for you, if you vote for me.... Ewww! The ice cream man's comin'!..... 

And look, EVERYBODY who knows me knows I'm VERY SUPPORTIVE on TWITTER...1) because I really BELIEVE in helping other newcomers and 2) I UNDERSTAND that site. It's easy. It's obvious. It's simple. .... StumbleUpon isn't like that

Let me ask you all a question? How many of you thought you'd have agents by now? How many sort a kind a hoped for say a sit-com development deal, or a screenplay sale, or  a rotor cuff repair?

Eh, I'm tired. Had a whole different blog thing planned for tonight.  Wanted to include a fall film heads-up from You Tube. But I couldn't stream any videos. It just wouldn't work. And I'm sick a that ersatz Scots girl who talks 'seductive' to some guy called Angus on TV.....Please... 'Angus'?

And I bought a take-out pizza tonight and ate the whole thing...well, seven eighths of it. Plus SNL is a rerun. Vince Vaughn is a real good guest, but the writers let him down. And I don't know what I'm saying. 

Seven eighths of a pizza. I'm not lactose intolerant. Actually more like lactose dependent. But can you 'O.D.' on cheese? Can anybody tell me that.

'Cuse me. I zoned out for a minute. But like, how would you know that? (I keep a little piece of adhesive tape over my camera thing.

You think microwaved baked potatoes could double for them smooth, little, black, hot rocks? Not as a side dish, but for like a massage, I mean?

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Billy sawin' wood now. This Mister Never-you-Mind. I one a the disembodied spirits who help narrate this fish fry. He a little bit too 'pixilated' tonight. I tell you 'bout them night-folk tomorrow. Click WOO WOO WOO ... if you wanna catch up on old stuff. Got 700,000 words of it....... Oh, shit. He rollin' on the floor.... got the car 'clicker' in his pocket. the alarm gone off. it after 2AM an' I can't do nothin' 'bout it...

MONDAY IN THE PARK WITH GEORGE.... The 'tat' man makes his case. 6/08/13

Tillie and her vampire friend drove up to a little place outside State College. That's the town where Penn state is. Perfect place. You'd think you dreamed it. College towns in Heaven must look like this. I know you thinkin' 'bout the recent scandal and all and how 'they' punished the school. But that like sayin' Germany can't sell no B.M.W.'s 'cause government did nasty stuff to scared, naked people durin' 'The War.' Though I ain't here to fight that battle. I here to learn you what the vampire did.

Tillie wanna go bowlin'. So he take her to a bowlin' place near Boalsburg. That where the little airport is. Well-fixed fellas keep planes there, little planes like classic cars, only they go sailin' through the sky, 'stead a down a highway. Jonathon say - You wanna go flyin'? I could sublimate us up in the air and we could go somewhere...... But she say 'no,' 'cause she scared a peein' herself. That mean he gotta go rent a car and all. Gets a nice, little Ford Focus. He got all the right papers. 'Familiars' back in Philly see to that. An' you can rent a car at night, so that ain't no problem. Goes 'round the parkin' lot a few times to make sure he know what he doin.' But vampires is sharp an' adaptable, so what do you think?

What was I speechifyin' about? Oh yeah, that bowlin' place. Got them little 'keep score' tables. Folks scratch 'em up real good. And that hard, seein' they covered wit' formica. School kids must a done it, 'cause they got them metal twirly compass things wit' them sharp, shiny points. Don't see 'em in city schools no more. But they still got 'em up here. Ain't been mutated into weapons yet.

Tillie start readin' all them half-assed etchin's... She go - Bart a gay boy...an' Jackie Mom a 'ho.'..... Then she go- Swastika, swastika, swastika..... Always got a few swastikas, you know.... She go 'Willow Creek,' too.... Jonathon, the vampire, go - What you say?.... She go - Nothin.' Willow Creek. Why?..... He mouth the words 'Willow Creek.' Then he start thinkin.' After like two dozen heartbeats, he go - What Willow Creek?... Tillie say - It just a place, like a park. Why?...... Vampire go - That where he gone be. Tattoo man, I mean. I seen willow trees over a stream, I thought it was, in my dream. But it not a stream. It a creek. You know where it is?..... She nod.... So they finish up they ice tea. He can drink it. Don't like to. But he can. An' play like two real fas' games, 'cause don't want shoe-girl to think they crazy. People start lookin,' 'cause vampires can bowl like maniacs when they want too. So she go - Tee-hee-hee, I think he 'on' somethin'... That make people shake they heads an' look away. Fifteen minutes later, no, more like twenty five, 'cause Tillie gotta pee an' all, they in that Ford Focus listenin' to the computer lady tell 'em where Willow Creek is. Ain't no other cars 'round when they get there, 'cause it late. Well, there is one other car, but you know who drive that one.

She say - Shit, should a brung some plastic trash bags, like for the body an' all.... Jonathon go - Don't need 'em.... She go - Why? What you gonna do, cut him up in little pieces? You make 'em small enough, crows'll do the rest.... But he jus' smile. She doan know 'bout no cold, blue flame an' all, so this gone be quite a show. 

He lead her down a little path. Life-eater eyes good that way. Then he go- Shhh.... 'cause up ahead, sittin' on the ground, leanin' 'gainst a big, old tree, is a man. Eyes is open. You could see 'em shinin' in the dark. But he jus' starin.' Got like a drunk goin.' Doan say nothin' when Jonathon sit down right by him. Doan say nothin' when Tillie kick his leg and go - Yo, shithead, wake up...

But all that gone change. Jonathon lean in real close and whisper - What you name?..... Tattoo man mumble - George.

Couple ravens glide down from the trees an' stand guard back in the deepest shadows. 

Guess they wanna peck the grease when it all over...
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THE TATTOO MAN and THE VAMPIRE

He inhabited a tiny apartment, basically an efficiency... a drab 'motel' room...  a worn, chipped kitchenette and an old, odorous bathroom with noisy, rusty pipes. Even the roaches were depressed and definitely sub-par. And since their numbers were low, he mostly just let them be. I think they suffered from marital problems. 

In the past he was a painter. Primarily a realist with a rich veneer of surrealistic intent. His Rockwellian family dined on  humans, trussed up like turkeys and trimmed with all the fixin's. But 'grandmom' still looked just as proud. 

A gallery owner, with a trendy spot on Pine Street, promised to promote him and for a few months he did. Sold one canvas for eighteen hundred and fifty dollars. Sold two for fourteen hundred each. They were a set, nude ice dancers with the blades screwed deep into their flesh.

But the landlord had a son and a brother in New York, a weatherman on the local news. The son was an artist too (self-styled). And the Manhattan rain reporter had enough notoriety for all of them. So the realist-surrealist was banished to a niche by the toilet and six weeks later, he lost even that.

For nine months he ate store brand peanut butter and dry, cheap bread. Dinner was bubble-gum colored slices of watery ham and perhaps a salty can of soup, paid for by the proceeds of a hastily arranged sale (the family silver) along with twelve or thirteen pints of his own weak tired blood. 

One day, a skinny guy on the next slab, at the blood bank, I mean, told him he was a writer... gothic tales set amid the shadowy byways of Old Prague... an ancient crone with a hollow eye inhabited by a tiny spidery demon... and a plump, red burgher with long sharp, dirty nails. Together they prowled the night, pan searing thigh meat and whispering naughty songs. 

The writer needed an artist... an illustrator to make real the terror and feed the eyes. Thus they produced volumes. Well, in truth, just two.  Flesh Eaters of The Voltava, they were called. For that river is the centerpiece of this most atmospheric of Mittl-Europan municipalities. And in their books it ran dark with old, thick blood. 

Though something drove him mad, the illustrator, I mean. And he began to draw on people. Profits from the books enabled him to do so in a most clinical and sterile manner, but the outcome was loathsome just the same. 

I cannot tell you how it happened tonight. It's late and my lap-top has the jitters. I think it's possessed. So best let it rest. The vampire hasn't entered yet. But he'll appear next time.

Tonight he dances in the woods.... with sylvan nymphs and giggling moonbeams. Tillie thinks it all quite rare. But Jonathon (the vampire) wants her to have the experience... so she does.

Please come back tomorrow night for more.

Hasta la proxima... Su amigos del Mundo Vampirido...
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The Internship Rapid Fire EXCLUSIVE Vince Vaughn Interview (2013) - Movi... HOT MOVIE TRAILERS produced this winner...SEE It and then...visit our part of the forest.

Whew! Every time they let me add copy UNDER these stellar clips I get SO HAPPY! Not too digitally savvy and usually wind up with the clip down at the bottom, but not tonight. Hope you enjoy this fast, smart interview and pass it on to your people. Everybody in 'the industry' really likes Vince Vaughn. Fans like him too. Watch and see why. He's genuine and it shows. 

And now let me take you to the place where the paranormal IS normal... Bienvenido al MUNDO VAMPIRIDO...

Tillie has a brother. He mostly stays in the house. Actually, he almost always stays in the house. Sometimes he'll come out and sit on the back porch, but only when it's real late and real dark. They bought him these binoculars and he likes to look at the moon... and sometimes Mars... and sometimes Jupiter. 

Daytime people can't see him, because when they do, they want to throw up and run away.... even little kids. 

Once he accidentally crossed a guy in some bar. Just a regular local place. You know, with knotty pine walls... little cozy booths  and squeaky, round bar stools. He don't even know what he said or did. It just happened. But when he left, the guy smashed him over the head with one of those red plaid, old thermos bottles they been sellin' for the last seventy years. Think it was filled with Dinty Moore beef stew. 

Next thing he knows, the brother, I mean, he wakes up in a cramped, but clean, surgical space wearing a 'full suit' body tattoo.... even his face. Oh, the guy don't want to kill him. He knows tattooing can potentially destroy sweat glands, so he works little bare spots into the design every few centimeters or so to let out all the perspiration. Now he's Raggedy Andy. Had red hair to begin with... a very authentic touch, what with the black stitched mouth and all. Got the blue over-alls... the bright checked shirt. Look like he wearin' an anatomically correct body suit with a clearly visible denim weave. Tattoo guy was good. Nobody knows who he was. Nobody knows where he went. But everybody knows what he did. Dumped Tillie's brother out on the road.... Just like that.... No skivvies... No straw hat... No bandanna.... No nothin', 'cept for a little phrase on a white handkerchief hangin' out his left, back pocket. If you look close, it says 'If I only had a brain.'

Sure only five or six people actually seen him, but they ran around tellin' all the rest. Want to make him a scarecrow in the Halloween corn maze. Tried it one time, but the site operator said he put folks off their feed and nobody bought any hot apple cider and pumpkin pie.

So now he sits in the house yellin' answers at the TV screen during JEOPARDY and that 'Vanna Gonna Turn the Letter' game. Not much of a life if it weren't for the Orville Redenbacker Popcorn and store brand ricotta cheese they bring him from a market out on the highway.

Tillie wanna get the guy what done it. Ouija board say he tat up five other folks too. Not close by, but like within a seventy five mile radius. Made one fat lady into a gorilla woman. Turned a preacher to a gargoyle. Don't know what he did to the rest of 'em. Ouija board wouldn't say. It basically a very lazy Ouija board, if you ask me. 

She didn't wanna tell Jonathon 'bout it 'cause family like to make like it never happen. They eat with him. Couple times they go to drive-in movie with him. They use to it. But she know how sad it make him. He try growin' a beard. But it red and that only make him look like a pervert albino in some nasty lookin', form fitting Jethro Bodine get -up. An' even then, he still got them red, disc, button eyes and all.

But now her vampire boyfriend know. Oh, he did have vision 'bout some evil painter guy he gotta kill, but now he know what he been paintin'. And if that Ouija board get its fat ass out that old box and go to work, maybe they know where he live too. Central Pennsylvania got a whole mess a real pretty, little towns

An' one gone play host to a vampire...
(come back tomorrow night an' we tell you some more...)
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Cab Calloway - Minnie the Moocher...A favorite with VAMPIRES for some reason... 6/04/13

Jonathon hooked up with Tillie right after dusk. She got Monday's off, so they met back a the library and walked through the fields. He brought food from a WaWa convenience store just outta town. Mostly swiss cheese, grapes and apple juice. Kid behind the counter looked at him funny. But that's because he spent the day in an abandoned gas station. It had like a little interior storage room with an old fashioned slip bolt on the inside a the door. Maybe they was gonna make a second toilet out of it? Who knows? Made him smell a little greasy. He don't like that. Vampires are fussy. So he sublimated through the wall of a local Dickies store and breezed out with a pack a briefs and an orange jump suit. 'Coveralls' I guess you'd call it. Vampires can cloud folks minds when they want to. People see (sort of) a big, old life-eater tote a Kenmore mini-fridge right out a Sears store and all they know is 'damn, my groin itch something awful' or 'who prettier, Wilma or Betty?'.... It a talent most of 'em got since the beginning. Jonathon use to make folks piss theyself, 'cause it look like a big gorilla comin' to bus' them up.... He get the idea from the Three Stooges. You see, every few year he like to change things up. Now they think a alien comin'. But it a friendly alien, so that make it all right.

Tillie say he look sexy. He say she look sexy too, in her tight jeans and 'wife beater' and all. She say - Thank you. It a brand new wife beater, so it still real white. He give her the food an' she eat it. He doan have none, jus' some a the juice, 'cause he a vampire. But she doan care, 'cause she like cheese an' this way there more for her.

Then he take her into the woods. Got like a little cabin, used to be a information booth with a Coke machine for them what was hikin' The Appalachian Trail. Doan know where 'Trail Walkers' get Cokes now these days. Maybe they give 'em Mellow Yellow? I do not know. 

It real dark an' private. Few spider webs. Got like a vole or two. Vampire doan mind, but waitress-what-off-from-work say - Ewww! My ass gone get all bit up! So Jonathon do this thing where energy go BOOM! right out his body like a force field and chase all them critters away. Some little, naked gnome thing peek out from 'round the counter, but he doan mean nothin'. Jus' wanna watch, so vampire let him stay. Pine Barrens ain't only place what got strange bein's in 'em. Every dark place got 'em. Humans jus' doan like a think it.

They play rolly-poly slap-slap on top a old wood picnic table. She do get couple splinters, but he take 'em out wit' his teeth an' she like that part. He nip a little bit a her ass blood an' she like that even better. Then they mush up real close on top a they clothes an' he ask her lot a questions. Wanna find who he got kill aroun' there. Jonathon do have his 'visions,' but this new territory an' it can be confusin'. 

She want him a kill her landlord. Say it all right, 'cause that like a tradition. But he say - No.... Then she go - How 'bout my boss?... He say - Why?... She go - 'Cause he a pig.... He say - That ain't no reason. Mos' folks is pigs.... She think for a minute and go - Yeah, that is true...... After that they drink another bottle a apple juice. Then she go pee. Then they talk some more. She say - Do stuff to me. I gettin' bored.... So he wash her all up like a mama cat do her babies.... Gnome behind the counter start a giggle. But Jonathon bang on the top of it and he run away. 

He do stuff to her a long time. Then she do stuff to him...... She wanna tell him who he gotta kill, but she don't. Somethin' holdin' her back and he know it. So he spank her butt real hard... boff cheeks. Then he make her pull on them jeans an' wife-beater.'... He get dressed too. 

They walk back to her place, but don't say a word. Town all quiet an' dark an' all. Couple traffic lights blink 'yellah-yellah-yellah-yellah-yellah.'.... She go inside an' lock the door. He go back to that room in the gas station.

Can't hardly wait til nex' night, 'cause he gotta kill somebody real bad. Jonnathon jus' hope it the right one......
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I am the old, disembodied spirit narrator, the creole gentleman from New Orleans, Mister Never You Mind... but most a you already know me.

The Colony Official International Trailer #1 (2013) - Laurence Fishburne...SOMETIMES PEOPLE CAN BE REAL BASTIDS and a 'snow day' ain't always what you want... Plus more 'Where paranormal IS normal stuff too... 6/02/13

Great trailer 'bout a 'dawg' eat 'dawg' world down at the bottom. But first I gotta eat a leftover sticky bun before it gets stale and channel some life-eater stuff.

more on JONATHON AS WANDERER..... The vampirino found himself on the small, main street of a little town. Two lane black-top..... Cozy 'commercial' district.... A diner... A department store that's really a jumped up five and dime...Some hardware store... A 'beautiful hairstyles for ladies' place.... Guns & Ammo outlet... Single screen, little jewel-box movie house.... and an animal hospital. Some more places went down a side street, but who the hell cares what they are. Few trees... Few benches... And a crazy albino kid sittin' on a curb eatin' raw bacon.... Scarfin' it down like pig sushi. 

Jonathon says - Yo, kid, what the hell's wrong with you? You wanna get worms?.... Crazy, albino kid goes - Already got 'em. Seen 'em 'ant farmin'' my shit three days ago. Little white suckers..... And then he hiccuped. I don't know what gut-worms smell like, but probably like what came up from his belly.

Jonathon steps back. Vampires are fastidious 'bout crap like that..... Then he says - What's the deal with this place? Got anybody need 'takin' care of?'... Alabaster Boy go - Why? Who you, Lee Van Cleef?... But our basically moral Andalusian vampire didn't know who that was, so he took the kid into the diner for a late night plate a eggs and 'taters. Tillie (she the waitress) give 'em a nice booth in the back. Not 'cause she good hearted, or considerate. But sometime guys from the telephone company come in real late (breakfast time for them) and she don't want 'em seein' that crazy, bacon fiend.  Tells him he gotta eat cooked food, 'cause the application a heat is included in the price and this ain't no freak show. So he orders the buttermilk pancakes wit' a side a turkey sausage (big, fat ones). Jonathon make him get a hot coffee too, 'cause he gonna spike it wit' a little vial a his blood. Figure it'll flush out them shit-worms.

Then Tillie go - What you want bright-eyes?... She like Jonathon. He say - Gimme some hot tea an' a 'monkey dish' full a apple sauce... 'Monkey dish' what they call them little side-order thingies in cafes and such.... Tillie go - Plain, unsweetened or cinnamon?..... Albino boy say - What you bein' smart for, you big-ass, you!? Whole town know only got one kind...... But she start gigglin' and don't answer him. Start makin' goo-goo eyes too. Kid what eats raw bacon starts gettin' disgusted. Jonathon give her a sly, little grin. Lets her see his teeth..... She go - Jesus! Mary! and Elvis! What the f*ck are you, a vampire!?..... Jonathon don't say nothin'. Jus' stare at her like that derby hat kid do in A CLOCKWORK ORANGE..... But he know if he wanna find some bastid in this town what need 'doin' she gonna be the one to tell him. So he make a little kiss at her an' she start gigglin' some more. 

Guy in the back don't see none a this. He jus' do his job. Wanna be on 'Hell's Kitchen.' Wanna cook for Chef Ramsey. Got a deer-meat recipe an' everything. Sweet an' sour. Raisins and sauce. But he also make good flap-jacks, 'cause crazy boy say they dee-licious. Applesauce come from a jar. Jonathon don't care, 'cause eatin' mortal food jus' a hobby anyway.

Now if you rode through this place some dark night on the way to Lockhaven, or say Rockview State Penitentiary, you might say - Look a that cute, little diner, jus' like outta Mayberry..... But you never gonna think what goin' on inside..... 'Less you got issues too.

Jonathon slip the boy a twenty an' send him home. Worms is all gone, for now anyway. 

Then he an' Tillie go in a alley and have some fun. But she gotta pull down her skirt and run back in when them phone company guys show up. Don't wash her hands, though. Shit, what they gone get from a vampire anyway?
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