There is nothing I love more than a mint julep, a warm summer night, and a pretentious theatre troupe digging up the dead. Why, I do declare it is the most lovely evening one can imagine. So why don't we just all relax upon the back patio and enjoy ourselves a long, slow review with Corey and Maddy of the 1972 cult classics 'Dear Dead Delilah' and 'Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things'?