On Halloween, the dead return to haunt the Earth, and so I – what?
Not Halloween? Another week to go yet? IGOR! I-GORRR! You woke me up too
soon, you bumbling idiot! Now look what you've done! IGOR! You useless cretin! I told you to stay
off that spider wine! Honestly, just can't get the staff these days. Unless you're willing to pay. Which I'm not.
Well, what a way to screw up your return, eh? What can I say?
Hi everybody!
