Rockula Page #4

Can I help ya?

- No, I'm enjoying this party--

- Hey, what's this?

Ouch!

- Bounce him.

- Now let me get this straight.

You decided to find her.

- And once you found her?

- I turned into a blithering idiot.

There was a moment there,

when she was onstage,

and our eyes locked,

it was like time stood still, you know?

What is wrong with me?

I am a musician, and a

pretty darn good one at that.

- So, what happened?

- Let's face it, I don't

have what it takes.

How can I save her if I

can't even talk to her?

"Maybe I'll see your

band sometime" she says.

What a joke.

- Why don't you--

- Why don't you--

Start my own band.

- You're doing what?

Starting a rock band?

A vampire in a rock band.

What are you going to call it?

Rockula?

- Rockula?

- Rockula.

- Like, um,

'cause just like my psychic says,

death, right, is just a

stepping stone to rebirth.

I mean, I think it was

Nietzsche that said I'm just

"Living to die and dying to live."

- Nietzsche said that?

- Yeah, you know, Johnny Nietzsche,

in that band, uh, Marvin

Gandhi and the Monkeyshines.

New age reggae.

- You're such a dork, Stanley.

- You take that back.

- Okay -.

You're an egotistical,

pseudo-intellectual,

money grubbing slut.

- I'll buy that.

- Hey!

Thank you!

I'm Ted Brady, this is Club

Hell, thanks for coming, kids.

You kids, you kids, are rock 'n roll,

you are the rock 'n roll,

and this kid is Rockula.

- Some chow mein and a bowl

of steamed rice, please.

Thank you.

- Where's Mona?

- Rockula, that sounds

of yours is just great.

- I saw you rock, man, I

want my sick gloves back.

- Killer lesson.

- Totally styling.

- Hey dude, move your gear.

- I'm still trying to figure out

where I know you from.

You seem so familiar to me.

Maybe it was a past life.

- What?

- Relax, that was just a joke.

- Listen, do

you believe in vampires?

- That's very funny, Ralph.

Well.

Well this is it.

Thank you for walking me home.

- Would you like to see me again?

- YES.

Tomorrow?

- Qkay.

- Qkay.

Good night.

- Where is that

guy when you need him?

- Hey Mr. Rockstar.

- Where have you been?

- Well you're not the only

one that can start a band.

SQ?

- So, what?

- So what's she like?

- Oh.

She's great.

It was really worth the wait this time.

- Groovy.

So did you get anY?

- Any what?

- You know, muff, nookie, poontang.

- You are so crass, is that

all you ever think about?

- Listen Ralph, I don't

have a love life of my own

so I wanna share in yours.

Now, start from the

beginning and be graphic.

- Forget it.

- You didn't score, did you?

- Knock it off!

She did kiss me, though.

- Really?

Was it?

- Unbelievable.

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