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of catching The Sire.
Sorry. Hey!
[loud truck horn honking]
It's not like catching rats or elderly joggers.
Greetings and salutations!
NADJA: He is one very angry, very crispy piece of crust.
-[snarling] -[gasps]
- NANDOR: Yes. - No.
♪ Stay dead, stay dead, stay dead♪
Why do I have to be tied to this rope?
...escaped Vampiric Council watch
The Baron. You're alive... ish.
-[Nadja laughs] - LASZLO: No, no, no, no.
No. No.
So be prepared to yank that rope
- I mean, he killed you. -[Guillermo hums]
Not mine. Not energy vampires.
- NANDOR: All die. - LASZLO: No, it's a fucking urban myth.
and it's all because of me!
- an orgy of racism. -[growling, crashing in distance]
GARGOYLE: All right, all right, I've got something for you.
dinner.
[bats squeaking]
- Yes. - Well, it turns out
into the hands of your familiar?
- Fuck. Get a shovel. - Yeah.
Vampire piss.
- do some groundwork, okay? - Why don't you get fucked?
- GUILLERMO: No, we're not gonna kill it, remem... - BARON: Cursed brute!
Stop feeling sorry for yourself, okay?
GUIDE: Sorry. Fresh out.
And, uh,
- Oh. -[groans]
-[car alarm wailing] - Go, Hellhound. Go, baby.