Now Buffy, that was something. It handled the clichés with just the right amount of self-reflexive irony and humor that was necessary to capitalize on the theme without catering to the undifferentiating needs of hormone-afflicted teens. And yes, Joss, you are a God. But what has happened since? (Alright, I’ll admit to watching True Blood. But hey, it’s easy on the eyes, you know?)
It’s evident that we wouldn’t survive cold turkey. We need our vampires, that’s for sure. To avoid tedium, I suggest we abandon the werewolf/monster heartthrobs and turn our attention to Sesame Street’s unsung hero. Why don’t we take a closer behind-the-scenes-look at the infamous vampire who taught us all to count?