Well, well, well. Trust Radagast to come up with some interesting choices. I enjoyed speed-dating them all, but in the end I gave the rose to "vampire."
When I was growing up, one of the local TV stations--I think it may have been Channel 5--had a program on Friday nights called Nightmare Theater, which showed many b-horror movies featuring large lizards terrorizing Japanese people. It was an elementary school rite of passage to watch Nightmare Theater. Watching Nightmare Theater meant you were a) old enough to stay up past the 10:00 news and b) brave enough to watch large lizards terrorizing Japanese people. In other words, you weren't a baby any more.
I think I may have been 8 or 9 when I decided to stop being a baby. So I stayed up late one Friday night and watched my very first Nightmare Theater with my dad who apparently decided to stop being a baby, too. The film was called "House of Dracula," which not only involved vampires but also Wolfman and a hunchback, too. Good times!
Anyway, it scared me. TO DEATH. It scared me right back into a being a baby. At least where vampires are concerned. So it has been with a great deal of bewilderment that I have watched vampires turn into this century's Romantic Icons, causing the ladies to get all swooney. I don't get it.
I think vampires (badda badda boom) suck.