Trailer: Rudyard Ruins Hallowe'en
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If there's one evening you'd think the funds would like, it's Halloween.
In Pifling Vale, however, it's all gone a bit too far.
Piffling Vale crawling with zombies.
It gets on my wit.
We can't sit around all night being terrified and bored.
We should entertain ourselves until the sun rises.
How about we tell some stories?
I call this story...
Nigel the Vampire Slayer.
We were going to have chips, but the forces forces of evil must be vanquished.
Ooh, fancy steak for dinner.
The sinister.
This lolly looks exactly like a fingerbone.
Ah, that's because you see, it is
Halloween.
Good, good.
Right then.
The house of the bride of the son of the ghost of the curse of Frankenstein.
Mr.
Wolfman.
It's a lie.
It's a lie.
It's a lie.
It's a lie.
Okay, mate, calm down.
How are you doing, Eric?
But it's all very
different in Pifflingvale.
Eric Chapman must be destroyed!
Hey!
