Mon, Jun 20, 1994
Thrown out of prestigious Horrids Pet Department for incompetence, the demented Doc decides to make a go of it by selling horror-pets to the Transylvanian citizens. He'll sell were-dogs to Vampires, Frankencats to Witches and so on, but he'll need premises to do all this from. Only trouble is that Officer Deadbeat has his eyes on the same place with the intention of turning it into a Police Station. "Great galloping globules!" as the devious Doctor would say...
Mon, Jun 27, 1994
Doctor Zitbag is desperately trying to impress the gorgeous pouting Exorsisters, Sinista and Bimbella, but they are disgusted with the messy condition of Zitbag Towers and leave in a high dudgeon. The crest-fallen Doc desperately needs a cleaning lady, and can't believe his luck when a "Mrs Turfhead" arrives to fulfill this role. By some strange coincidence though, there has been a recent jail-break in Transylvania Town: kleptomaniac "Fingers" alone is on the loose. Things soon start to go missing in the Castle. Is there any connection between the "Fingers" and "Mrs Turfhead"? Are they by some chance related. Or one and the same person. Gungey green globules! I think we should be told!
Mon, Jul 11, 1994
A plethora of spiders infests Zitbag's Pet Shop, merrily spinning their cobwebs as yet another freezing cold Transylvanian Winter sets in. Then Zitbag has one of his dreaded brain-storms. He will construct a Robo-Spider to weave the webs into winter woollies - er, cobwebbies and make a fortune, by selling the garments as his new range of haute thingie-wotsit! His money-spinning scheme is in danger of coming unstuck, however, when Officer Deadbeat from the Transylvania Police Department and asks him to look after his young baby son, Damian. The troublesome infant proves to be more than a handful for the warped Doc, as he and his bony buddy Horrifido try to gain control of the baby-sitting situation as BoboSpider goes berserk. Grotty grey globules!
Mon, Jul 25, 1994
LuSeething with incandescent fury with the arrival opposite Zitbag Towers of his most bitter and twisted rival, fellow Mad Scientist Professor Sherman Vermin, potty proprietor Doctor Sidney Zitbag is made even more furious when he discovers he is undercutting him cost-wise in the prices for horror pet-type monster animal creations! Yes, folks. Professor Sherman vermin is selling Zombie zebras at 25% off (although there's one leg missing), slightly singed Phoenixes, and other sub-standard horror-pet rubbish. The animals are even more sub-standard than Zitbag's, but that doesn't prevent him getting his dander up, as all his customers are defecting!! Something must be done. Something that may involve delving into Vermin's psyche to find his weakest spot, which can then be taken advantage of to drive this unwelcome competitor away! Ghastly ghostly giga-glo-bules! Unfortunately, the solution leads to even bigger and barmier occurrences in the not-so-fair Town of Transylvania.
Mon, Aug 1, 1994
Crazy crackpot Dr. Zitbag cackles fiendishly as he furtively assembles his latest horror-pet creature, Scaredy-Cat, in his dungeon laboratory. He is bound to win first prize at the inaugural Transylvania Cat Show! Only trouble is, he is informed it's actually a Dog show! Abject humiliation beckons as he realises he must find a suitable dog to enter, and find it fast!
Mon, Aug 22, 1994
Yes, it's Pirate-time here at the Pet Shop as Short John Sliver bursts in, demanding that Dr. Zitbag fixes his parrot's twisted beak. He needs it straightened so the feather-brained creature can tell him where Flying Dutchman's magnificent treasure is hidden. Zitbag's Ansa-Parrot overhears the directions once the sleazy Doc has fixed the bill, and relays the information to avaricious Zitbag. Unable to resist the lure of easy cash, Captain Zitbag and his scurvy crew (Zombunny and Horrifido) set off in the Good Ship Zitboat in search of these fabled riches, buried on some remote desert island somewhere. But cut-throat Short John is also on his way there in his pirate galleon, setting the scene for a colossal comical conflict - or not, as the case may be. Globules, globules, and indeed, globules.
Mon, Sep 5, 1994
Horror of horrors! Zitbag has broken one of the Exorsister's most treasured possessions, namely a can-opener - more specifically the razor-sharp Transylvanian Tiger's tooth that gives it its legendary tough cutting edge. Horrifido rescues the distraught Doc from the misery of a thousand woes by suggesting they venture to the darkest depths of the Transylvania Jungle to find a replacement. He and his trusty crew of Horrifido and Zombunny must brave the attentions of the dreaded Zom-Bees, and a tribe of cannibal natives, to name but two of the hazards they must surmount in order to accomplish this foolhardy deed. And even then, they must confront the Transylvanian Tiger itself, and try to remove its tooth into the bargain. Ghoulishly grim and grimy globule gouts!
Mon, Sep 19, 1994
His tiny mind set on romancing the sultry Exorsister twins, cynical Sinista and bubble-brained Bimbella, lovelorn Doctor Sidney Heironymous Algernon Zitbag hits on a brilliant idea. He will duplicate himself by scientific means, reasoning that he and his doppleganger will prove irresistible! But once again, the idiotic Doc has sown the seeds of his own destruction in the form of Moltergeist, a giant mole which he has created to tend the Vampire twins' garden. Soon things begin to get out of hand as he not only has to contain his wayward double and the rampaging subterranean burrower, but also the unwelcome attentions of suspicious Officer Deadbeat of the Transylvania Police. Globultastic - not!
Mon, Sep 26, 1994
Not content with any of the slimy, gunge-soaked monster pet creations that Zitbag has on offer in his run-down dump of a Pet Shop, a bunch of kids demand dinosaurs from the distraught Doc. (Every one knows that kids like dinosaurs except for Sidney Zitbag - who hasn't even heard of such things.) Once again Horrifido leaps to Zitbag's aid, and explains that dinosaurs existed zillions, even squintillions of years ago. "No problem," replies Zitbag, brightening as he senses the opportunity to make a quick profit, "We'll just go back to the past in my new time-machine and capture some!" Horrifido slaps his paw to his brow and looks heavenward. What sort of dangerous disasters and catastrophic conundrums are they going to encounter in this preposterous prehistoric quest? A thousand garbled gormless grizzled globulations!