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| Mom, I got rabies and temporarily became a vampire to impress Debbie, but she still thinks I'm pathetic. | |
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| Oh, my. Your father used to just give me daffodils. | |
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| By the way, I sleep in a coffin on a layer of my native soil. And crave blood. Did you get the daffodils? | |
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| Biff, stop calling my daughter or I'll have you arrested. | |
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| Biff, girls only like pretend emo movie vampires. Not real ones. | |
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| Oh. Well, I guess I've just been wasting my time, then. Thanks, Vicki. | |
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