The young gnome is driving. They get to Transylvania and are stopped at a traffic light. Suddenly, a diminutive vampire jumps onto the hood of the car and hisses through the windshield.

"Quick, quick!!" shouts the young gnome, "What shall I do?"

"Turn the windscreen wipers on, that will get rid of the abomination," says Superior Dave the Gnome.

he switches them on, knocking the vampire about, but he clings on and hisses again at the gnomes.

"What shall I do now?" shouts the young gnome. "Switch on the windscreen washer. I filled it up with codswallop in the loony bin, " says Dave Superior.

The vampire steams as the codswallop burns his skin, but he clings on and hisses again at the gnomes.

"Now what?" shouts the gnome. "Show him your fishing rod," says Dave Superior.

So he winds the window down and shouts: "Get off my fucking fishing rod!!"