Our vampire hunting loons are still alive and well, amusing disciplining yet another cheeky site which really could care less about their feud.

Those of you too new to remember our own encounter with loopy British vampire hunters (no, really!) should start out with The Vampire Hunters and Me, move on to The Chronicles Continue, then peruse Our Favorite Bishop, and for the (definitive, wait for it) final word, As Long as You Spell the Name Right.

I say definitive because we have long since washed our hands of the entire affair, and anyone directly associated with the two warring parties who comment here will have said comments summarily deleted.

Now if you'll pardon me, Olivia apparently locked herself and Ellen out of the Cruiser standing outside a rather amusing, but quite favorite, retail establishment, and the old tired spider must now go rescue them.

My mom making a "why do you have to keep bringing this up?!?" comment in 3... 2... 1...