Screaming Yellow Theater (1970-1973)
The time has come for scary things
Like vampires, ghosts, and vampire wings
Like horrible movies, all drippy and drooly
And horrible hosts like me, Svengoolie!
—The weekly opening. In later years, everything after "movies" would be altered each show and the poem would describe that week's special guest(s).
Son of Svengoolie (1979-1986)
Jerry G. Bishop: Good evening. I'm Jerry G. Bishop, and this is the famed split-level dungeon studio where many years ago, the legendary Svengoola—Svengoolie first entered television prominence many years ago. Even today, many fondly remember Svengoolie providing the same classic entertainment as such time-honored shows as Hello, Larry, My Mother The Car, Celebrity Pin-spying. But then, one day, at his peak, Svengoolie simply dropped from sight. The rumors were many—that he dyed his hair and changed his name to Phil Donahue, that he'd gone on to a rewarding career in hotel management, but no one knew for sure and yet one rumor still is whispered among an uneasy populous. What if there was the same situation as in the past with Son of Frankenstein, Son of Dracula, Sanford and Son? Could their exist—somewhere, somehow—a Son of Svengoolie?
Son of Svengoolie: Hey, dad, can I borrow the key to the hearse tonight?
—The intro to Son of Svengoolie Show #1 (The Year 2889), June 16, 1979
Son of Svengoolie: Well, hello again Tombstone.
Tombstone: Now, you doesn't has to call me Tombstone!
Son of Svengoolie: Oh, Here We Go Again. He does this every week.
Tombstone: My name is Zombie T. Tombstone, Jr.! Now, you can call me Z, or you can call me T, or you can call me Z.T., or you can call me Z.T.T., or you can call me Z.T.T. Jr.! But you doesn't has to call me Tombstone.
Son of Svengoolie: He's been hanging out with Sha Na Na again.
—Son of Svengoolie Show #19 (Dracula Dracuthon), October 27, 1979