A vampire walks into a grocery shop and asks for a bread.
The clerk looks at him and asks: ‘Aren’t you a vampire?’
The vampire says: ‘Yes, I am.’
To that the clerk responds: ‘Oh, then I have much better stuff for you than bread. I have bloody sausages, nice fresh liver, duck blood, pork blood – whatever you want!’
The vampire replies: ‘No, thank you, I want just the bread.’
The clerk asks: ‘OK, but tell me – why the bread? I never imagined vampires like bread so much.’
The vampire looks at him, leans closer and says: “There is a huge car crash at the intersection. I want to dip.’
