Tiny Fists Can Hurt Quite A Lot

Vampire. Dangerous. Unknowable. Seriously Creepy. This One's Name Was Constantine. We'd Met Before.

Yes, I Am Letting My Own Experience Color My Answer, Which Is What Experience Is For.

I Almost Wish I'd Had The Forethought To Eat A Tree Myself.

My Capacity For Invention Is Flash Hot Stark, I Thought. Sucker Sunshade. Disembodied Radar-reconnaissance. Not To Mention Bitter Chocolate Death And Killer Zebras. Pity About The Rest Of Me.

It's Hard To Look Too Grand When You're Led By Someone Who Looks Like A Pudding With Legs.