??Yeah.?? Kevin seemed to be getting into the spirit. When the vampire opened a door, which creaked with the obligatory loud squeak, he said, ??Those hinges could do with a spot of lubricating oil.??
??Yeah. You know, I bet the place is owned by a Jew.??
??Oh??? Kevin turned from the screen to look at Joey.
??Think about it. The house is all dark and gloomy, there??s just one low wattage bulb burning. ??Oy, why should I switch on all the lights, I know what the room looks like,?? Joey said, putting on an over-the-top Jewish accent.
The movie soon grew boring and predictable. A no longer frightened Kevin began to yawn, and rested his head on Joey??s shoulder. Deciding there was probably little else to choose from, Joey kept watching, but things didn??t get any better.
By the time the credits rolled, Joey was beginning to yawn himself, so he turned off the set with the remote control.