My main interests are speaking fluent smart ass and dabbling in the black arts. I also like spooks, divas, rebels, greasers, bad asses, drag queens, hob goblins, trick or treating, pre 1970's everything, drawing, painting, stirring up trouble and making a raucous.
Smokers, cause they all wanna puff my winston and put it in my ashtray... come on baby Ill be your Marlboro Man.
People that arent afraid to do something that will make mouths drop faster than a politicians pants in an airport bathroom.
The occasional drink... Im not quite a tall glass of water... I'm somewhere between a half pint and a gallon but Im enough to quinch your thirst. So grab my straw, rattle my ice cubes and un-sip. A toast! From my top to your bottom from your bottom to my top from my middle to your middle be good and I will give you a little.
Old horror show artwork.
Oh... and how could I forget smut... especially the smutty innuendo it is my specialty.
Retro Halloween
Lifes a party but you werent invited!
I'd like to meet:
Someone to finally deflower this daisy... Ive still got all my pedals. So who wants to play gardener and show me their green thumb... kind of puts a new spin on flower bed dont it? In this case you certainly will reap what you have sown. Come on baby be my shamrock, Im sure youve got the four leafs Ive been looking for. Hahahaha.... Well lets see besides a good time I would love to meet some folks with an exquisite wit. Anyone with a little shimmer and glow.
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He's so sweet he makes sugar taste just like salt.
In short I will part with anything for them but themIf you would like to join our jamboree there is a simple rule that’s compulsory Mortals pay a token fee rest in peace the haunting’s free so hurry back we would like your company! Please don’t forget your death certificate.
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Music:
I like to toot my own horn, hell Ive got a whole brass band you wanna see my trumpet? Together we could make beautiful music baby, So turn up the base and blow my speakers... its an open mic sweetface. I wanna fuck like they sound....its a catchy tune.
Movies:
We all keep up our acts through life reading lines, remembering cues and even if it all should wind up on the cutting room floor you can rest easy knowing the cameras had a reason to keep rolling. Will your name be the first on your credits or the last on the reel? Are you a star or only a supporting role? Before you know it your contract will have been terminated and the opportunity to wow theatre goers will have passed. I however wouldn’t know the privilege considering Tony and I have been broadcasting since 1956. Through the decades the screen has gone from silent to Technicolor and in that time great films and the stars who have made them have been forgotten… will your life be the same? So many of my so called “costars†have met a similar fate… but who do you think introduced them? I can be the only star on the screen! My favorite pictures are of course my own... Highschool Hell, Dragstrip Dracula, I Was a Teenage Hatchet Fiend, The Drive-in Strangler, Hex Appeal, and Spooks on Wheels. But I am partial to several other films that I didnt appear in and they are as follows.All About Eve, Sunset Blvd., Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, Rebel Without a Cause, I was a Teenage Werewolf, I was a Teenage Frankenstein, Blood of Dracula, How to Make a Monster, Hello Mary Lou Prom Night 2, Prom Night 3 The Last Kiss, Elvira Mistress of the Dark, Cecil B. Demented, Monsters Crash the Pajama Party, Bride of Chucky, Seed of Chucky, Urban Legend, Grindhouse, Jawbreaker, A Streetcar Named Desire, Dracula (1931), The Bride of Frankenstein, The Invisible Man, Mad Monster Party, Female Trouble, Night of the Living Dead, Dawn of the Dead(1974), Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974), To Wong Foo, Girls Will Be Girls, Disturbing Behavior, The Stepford Wives, Gone With The Wind, Polyester, My Own Private Idaho, Batman (Adam West's), The Addams Family, King Kong, Black Christmas, April Fools Day, Valentine, Creature from the Black Lagoon, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Death Becomes Her, The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, The Cat People, Curse of the Cat People, the Friday the 13th series, House of Dracula, Orgy of the Damned, Creepshow, Sugar Hill and her Zombie Hitmen, Freaks, The Phantom of the Opera, Dr. Phibes, Teenage Zombies, Teenagers from Outer Space, 13 Ghosts (the original), Candyman, Skeleton Key, House of Wax (the original), practically any smutty, over the top, insane film you can imagine....
Television:
There is a chill in the air when Im on it. You tune in and I put out... so set down your remote and stay a while... oh that isnt your remote. Hahahaha. All these stations and not a thing on...and then of course there is my station and you wish I had nothing on. Oh but there are other things fit for your viewing pleasure... Tales From the Crypt, The Nanny, Sammy Terry, Vampira.....
Vampira
Sammy Terry
Books:
Dont judge a book by its cover doll, at least thumb through my pages. If Im not checked out of the library Im yours for the night book worm. Its hard to come by one like me baby Im out of print. I may not be on the best sellers list but Im at the top of the stack between your mattresses.
Heroes:
Oh heroes... theyre a silly nuisance....however I do have some folks I look up to....such as my late grandfather Thomias Bruce for having supported me through out the years and my mother Jenny Bruce for having taught me all I know on how to charm... of course there is that band of the famous living dead, that Hollywood royalty, the real go getters...or go get ems depending on how they swing...those who so warmly welcomed me into their ranks...The Glamour Ghoul who set the bar for me...Vampira!The woman who taught me what it means to be a neurotic, Desmond...The woman who taught me how to keep all the eyes in the room on me, DavisMy friend PatsMy stylist Miss DevilleMy one and only Gee spot....
Jimmy... he was like a brother to meMy cousinsNanny Fine
Audrey "Tiffany" RayMy Gal Pal Edie...Oh and the scurge of society...
