from Yamtastic. Years before the days of Team Edward and cool tweens obsessed with young-adult paranormal fiction, wanting to be a young vampire was considered “fucking weird.” These were the kids who sat in the corner, never talked to anyone, and quietly plotted the demise of all of their school chums. Those little shits would grow up to be bloggers, film makers, and artists. At the time, though, they existed only in isolation and sexual awkwardness. So why not take some advice from good old Al “Grandpa (did he say Grandpo?) Munster” Lewis, a man who aged into a Nazi propaganda cartoon of a Jew? You have to ask your parents first, but inevitably, you’ll get your way and call this once-in-a-lifetime 900 number and learn all of the vampire “tricks and secrets.” And I’m guessing trick number one involves how to scam your friends out of two dollars-a-minute.





















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