Eating ice cream
After a good zombie bash.
"You've got red on you."
Huddled near a corpse.
The Smiths eat their dinner. BRAINS!
The other white meat.
Soft sobs in the night.
Shadow of her former self.
Bill startled the Witch!
Eighty yards away.
I have a rifle, they're slow.
Thanks, George Romero!
No comments:
Post a Comment