Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Victor Frankenstein:
Ygor, bring me that vial of Dracula's blood.

Ygor:
[laughing] You got it.

Gandhi:
Dracula? Wait -- He's a mean vampire, right?

Victor Frankenstein:
I don't know about "mean". A clod, maybe.

Gandhi:
Really? A clod? I always thought he got the cute dames.

Victor Frankenstein:
Yes, yes, yes. He has some misguided confidence, I suppose.

Gandhi:
Whoops. Sore spot.

Victor Frankenstein:
I'M NOT SORE!

Gandhi:
Sorry I asked.

Victor Frankenstein:
It's just -- If she's going to have an affair, go for someone more worthy of being my successor.

Gandhi:
Ohhhh. Your wife's a diddling him, am I right? I'd love to be the lady-killer, like Dracula -- You know, the bad boy. Me -- I have to be the nice guy who's into saving the world.