"It seems that would only work for a blood transfusion not a virus that ultimately kills and reanimates a person.
No matter what blood type you have you will still catch the zombie virus or whatever it it through any type of bodily fluid transfer so…"
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My Opinion Of How/When And/Or What "Z-Day" Will Be...
In The First Hours Of "Z-Day" I Would Go...
were ever the hell i want
My Ideal Weapon(s) To Use During "Z-Day"...
a spoon or shot gun(if spoon is not available)
Other Than Zombies I Would Have To Worry About...
um zombies duh
"space monkeys" a poem by Artis Noel
As I look at my 2 puppies, I stare out my window into the shadows, When suddenly I see zombies, Now we all know that zombies don't eat apples which is by irony the only food I have, But rather they crave brains, I see them coming towards my house, Each carrying a cleaver knife and a rusty spoon, Suddenly one of my puppies says to me,"C'mon I have a spaceship lets escape", As you should know I thought I was hallucinating, But, I was desparate so I said "ok", We got in the spaceship which was controlled by a monkey, As we shooted out of my apt. and into the dark abyss I looked Down and was consumed with disbelief when I saw that the Zombies were carrying a elephant, A dead Elephant, We got into space and trailed to the nearby planet called Mars, As we landed on its surface I looked out my window, At first i didn't see anything through the thick, red dust, Then I saw them, Those furry creatures with long tails in space suits, Space Monkeys, I realized that they didn't have helmets on so I figured that I didn't need one, I was handed a pair of goggles though, I put them on and stepped out, I realized then that they weren't just anytype of space monkeys , they were Alien Zombie Space Monkeys, As I faded into unconciousness to death I realized I realized I Should have never trusted a talking puppy, And thus was my last thought before I died........
Raped by the dead, bent over at the grave,
I attack from behind, and you drop your precious roses.
Your warmth rouses me, the hunger burns within
and I laugh at your screams as I tear away your clothing.
Man, Woman, means nothing to me,
I violate their holes, rape the living equally.
When the act's completed, I spill my stinking goo
and as I pull away my rotting cock breaks off in you.
Screams! We Breed! The bitch is oozing with seed
The orgy will not stop, until every corpse has ravaged your twat
We are many and writhing with lust, hate and reek of disgust
Every hole will be torn, battered and dripping with fluids before we are
We are going to hurt you. We are going to fuck you.
We are going to eat you, while you're still alive.
We will sodomize you, tear the insides from you.
We will fuck your ruptured flesh, as you beg to die.
Untold millennia of breeding, a most hideous evolution.
New forms of life after death, and a lust that can never be killed.
We rise from mouldering graves, to beat, to rape and devour you.
Our need can never be sated. Your flesh can never endure our love.
i lay in the bed of a dark room, staring into the deeper darkness beyond the doorway several meters from the foot of my bed. it felt like an eternity that i laid motionless, my eyes trying to pierce the shadows before they finally parted, like a curtain between my world and one i wished i didn't know was real.
the zombie that stepped through the door had to be ten feet tall. it had to bend over to fit into the room. the revenant's clothes were in tatters, its head skinless,…
Well, not exactly. My creative partner Jenny has done a series of mermaid illustrations that challenge the traditional image of a mermaid. They are all based on species of fish indigenous to bodies of water here in the Midwest. …
The Columbus Zombie Walk is scheduled for Sept. 6 at 4:30. The walk starts at the Center for Science and Industry (COSI) The address is below. The event is a fundraiser for local food banks and pantries, so if you come, bring some canned foods.
I missed last years, but the previous years have been great.
A muffled crack echoed high up in the trees of the forest, two hundred yards to east a shambling mound of what was once a man dropped to the ground missing most of its head. Scanning the area and locating another target the cross hairs laid over the flesh eaters head. The barrel of the rifle followed the decayed thing for a second then claimed it. The walking corpse took one step before dropping, as its head rolled past its feet. Strapping the rifle… Continue