At least there wasn’t a penis in this one. Just a screengrab. My artistic talents know no bounds.
Don’t forget, I will be at the Zombie Butt Touch party on Saturday, feel free to swing by, support your local zombies, and say hi.
And, for the 3 of you who aren’t sick of my zombie-pimping, go check out the first three chapters of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Jane Austen and Seth Grahame-Smith. It’s pretty much the definition of awesome.
IT IS A TRUTH universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains. Never was this truth more plain than during the recent attacks at Netherfield Park, in which a household of eighteen was slaughtered and consumed by a horde of the living dead.