Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

[when Jim Belushi came into the monster bar, the monsters were not having it one bit]

Werewolf Woman:
[horrified] OH, MY GOOOOD!

Jim Belushi:
Better than God -- Jim Belushi. Let the par-tay be-gay-n!

Werewolf Man:
That...doesn't...rhyme! [flies out of the glass window]

Frankenstein's Creation:
[to Jim] I couldn't help but notice that, like myself [slurps] People run screaming at the very sight of you.

Jim Belushi:
Yep. I'm like The Beatles.

[Jim uses an olive jar to pee in it]

Jim Belushi:
Ah. That's good. Up to the tippy-top.

Frankenstein's Creation:
[angrily disgust] There is a lavatory in the back, you know.

Jim Belushi:
Nah, too far. Plus, I get to grab a snort of the ol' essence. [sniffs his pee in a jar]

Count Chocolatey:
Disgusting!

Pig Monster:
WE HATE HIS PEE!