We all knew Santa was a zombie when he started

We all knew Santa was a zombie when he started to crave brains. "Oh God, its Christmas Eve! If we don't stop him he'll bite all the children and their dogs!" Call the Snowman!

The creepy talking slush monster that says "Happy Birthday" when you placed a top hat on its fat head. Hard to say what's worse Zombie Santa or Frosty the Slush Monster. We had

It was Vampire Easter Bunny that eventually ruined everything, as you know.

Oh don't I! I mean really! Wake up Sunday morning hoping for an Easter basket only to find your servants sucked dry. And brunch only two hours away! Next time, Hot Crossed Buns for

the Muffin Man who lives on Drury Lane! He's pals with the Easter Bunny, you know, & can put a good word in for you for next year. Oh now, don't start cryin' over this, for Pete's

sake. If the Muffin Man tries any funny business then just tell me & I'll get the Easter Bunny to sort him out. Now, you need to sign the contract here, here & here and initial the

Exhibits stating you are aware of the hazards of a forest home and are responsible for any damage caused vis-à-vis: giants, witches, wandering children, trolls, billy goats, bears

, centaurs, dragons, giant spiders, tribes of goblins, more bears, unicorns, giant bats, bugbears, giant rats, and groups of dwarves on an adventure with a little man and a wizard,

Oh my! This certainly isn't Kansas anymore. Perhaps it was time to find our way to King's Cross, find the right platform and get to Hogwarts. If anyone could help it would be