BabyGirl and I were watching another stellar Buffy the Vampire Slayer rerun this evening. Yes, I watch Buffy. Yes, I am still kind of upset and maybe a little bitter that it was cancelled. That’s right, I’m a grown ass woman and I loves me some Buffy.
So, anyway, it was the episode with Dracula in it. Not one of those namby pamby regular vamps, but the real honest to goodness(or evil, bwahahaha) Dracula. My favorite line in the episode comes from our reliably goofy friend Xander. He says (and I’m totally paraphrasing here because I already deleted the episode and even if I hadn’t, chances are my laziness would overcome my need for accuracy and I would decline to fast forward), “Where’d you pick up that accent? Sesame Street? ‘One, two, three. Three victims, bwhahaha!’ ”
So, anyway, for some reason, I started thinking about what kind of underwear Dracula might wear. I know. That’s weird, right? I’ll just add it to the list.
So I tried picturing Dracula in tighty-whiteys, boxers, boxer briefs, and those icky little Speedo type drawers, and I couldn’t picture him in any of them.
Neither could I picture Dracula going commando.
I mean, really. Vlad the Impaler and his dangly bits. I think not. Although, that would be a good name for a rock band. Vlad and His Bits, for short. Coming soon to an auditorium near you.