Myself: I was working in the lab late one night, when my eyes beheld an eerie sight, for my monster from his slab began to rise and suddenly to my surprise ..
Prodnose: He did the mash?
Myself: He did the monster mash.
Prodnose: The monster mash?
Myself: It was a graveyard smash.
Prodnose: He did the mash?
Myself: It caught on in a flash.
Prodnose: He did the mash?
Myself: He did the monster mash.
Tempting as it might be to imagine that something like "A Hard Rain's a-Gonna Fall" was the soundtrack to the Cuban Missile Crisis, it was in fact Bobby Pickett's "Monster Mash" that topped the charts while the world held its breath.
I find this curiously reassuring. "Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band and my monster mash is the hit of the land."
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