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Pshaw!
ReplyDeleteThe breathers will just assume it's zombie Mrs. Cat, and run out there with the lawnmower.
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ReplyDeleteHeh- zombie rotten magritte!
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ReplyDeleteLuv!
ReplyDeleteshit, I'm needy, aren't I?
ReplyDeleteFree Coffee for Shamblers at IHOP today, right?
ReplyDeleteBraincakes.
ReplyDeleteNot L-U-V!
ReplyDeleteZombie LUV bone!
ReplyDeleteThat pic is purest awsomeness!
Zombie LUV bone!
ReplyDeleteThat's going to give me nightmares.
ALEF=Zombie Company
ReplyDeleteThey want the head, even if it is kinda rotten:
http://www.wqad.com/news/sns-ap-ia--burlingtonbody-cryonics,0,651170.story
I tried to show the love. Alas, I guess I'll have to double up next year.
ReplyDeleteThe beauty of loving a zombie is that you know he/she loves you for your brains.
ReplyDeleteI was too busy showing the love to show the love.
ReplyDeleteMy first impulse these days is always not to show the love, on account of that business with the restraining orders.
ReplyDeletehee hee!
ReplyDeleteDon't laugh at Smut, Kathleen. It encourages him to pull out the color charts.
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