It’s about to be a dark night indeed for the clown prince of crime…


I come equipped with stereophonic funk producin' disco inducin' twin magnetic rock receptors. Wind me up! I'll dance, I'll sing, I'll play with you!
Pour some spiked eggnog, put on an ugly sweater, and gather around the fire to sing this holiday classic.
What's scarier: Ethereal specters from beyond or high cholesterol?
Whether you're a scoundrel, princess, or walking carpet, everyone is looking for love in a galaxy far, far away.
When your passion is to parade around town dressed like a giant bat, who are you to question anyone else's character?
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