I got a fright when I was strolling thru an old abandoned cemetery the other night. I heard something rustling behind a tombstone and when I took a closer look a hissing Vampire Toast jumped out.
Sakes alive! I thought I was a goner, but he turned out to be nice and we shared some ghost stories before I left him to roam the cemetery waiting to scare another innocent bystander. I think those sharp teeth are just for looks.