THIS JUST IN FROM EUROPE
Count Dracula went on a tour of Europe. Having not had
a meal since he'd left the homeland of Transylvania,
he was very glad when a town constable knocked on his
hotel door and asked the count to show him his
passport. It didn't take Dracula long to grab the
policemen and suck every drop of blood out of him. Now
Dracula was faced with a problem. "How do I dispose of
this body?" he wondered. The only solution he could
come with was to throw the new corpse out the window
"I'm so high up, they'll never trace the body back to
me. Ha ha" he cackled. So -whoosh- out the window went
the corpse.
It just so happens that right below that window was
the customary station of an itinerant street singer.
BANG! The singer got hit right on his noggin by the
falling body and was knocked unconscious. Back in his
hotel room Dracula was in the mood for 'dessert' so he
rang room service and asked the front desk to send up
another town constable.
Ten minutes later the policeman arrived and Dracula
invited him in. As soon as the door shut, Dracula
pounced, devoured his fresh and steaming dessert.
Again the count wondered "How do I get rid of the
body?" and then thought, "Well, it worked once. Why
not again?"
So out the window went his latest victim. At that
moment the street singer below had just regained
consciousness and was wondering what the heck was
going on. His consciousness didn't last long, however,
as he was instantly knocked out cold by Count
Dracula's second victim.
Some time later the singer woke up and saw that a
small crowd had gathered around. As he regained his
bearings, one of the onlookers asked, "What's happened
here?" "It's terrible," sang the street singer.
"Drained cops keep falling on my head!"