Welcome to the Dead Lounge: where the fiendish Dr. Polarbeast stitches together pale, spindly limbs hacked off of rotting Goths, infuses them with the gleefully grinning spirits of evil Tikis, then reanimates his unholy creations in a high-voltage cocktail of Alien Urine Samples.

Don't forget to bring your little black cocktail umbrellas.

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