Comments on: Aaaaaaaaaaarrghhhhh

Aaaaaaaaaaarrghhhhh

afu — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 18:48:42 -0800

We want brains

By: stirfry

stirfry — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 18:50:10 -0800

you spelled vant wrong.

By: afu

afu — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 18:50:11 -0800

Zombie attacks previously reported on metafilter here and here

By: longsleeves

longsleeves — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:01:54 -0800

No, its " I vant to drrrink your blood!" (wampires). Zombies are all about body (sorry) language.

By: blue_beetle

blue_beetle — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:04:16 -0800

this stuff is the new sca. meh.

By: delmoi

delmoi — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:11:35 -0800

fuck you, zombies. Fuck you.

By: dazed_one

dazed_one — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:21:01 -0800

I loathe the undead.

By: Pretty_Generic

Pretty_Generic — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:21:21 -0800

Whilom, as olde stories tellen us, Ther was a duc that highte Theseus; Of Atthenes he was lord and governour, Quoth "Alle thine basse are belongge to us"

By: ackeber

ackeber — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:25:22 -0800

um, zombies rule. but i have a speech, a lab report, and an essay due tomorrow, so somebody get the best pics and post them here. or i could just go do my homework.

By: hamfisted

hamfisted — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:32:23 -0800

We even had a zombie walk here in Calgary (although it looks like a few Toronto pix got in there. Eastern bums begone!).

By: papakwanz

papakwanz — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:32:25 -0800

What the fuck PG? That was the most random and hilarious thing I've read all day. All week even!

By: Remy

Remy — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:42:57 -0800

I could sure go for some cool refreshing ~~Pepsi Blue~~ brains.

By: uni verse

uni verse — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:59:53 -0800

PG's rocks

By: Fat Guy

Fat Guy — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:17:09 -0800

A recent study showed that Pittsburgh is unprepared for a full-scale zombie attack.

By: scyllacat

scyllacat — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:52:17 -0800

I've been giving the zombie love for five years now. Check out our Netherspawn!

By: jessamyn

jessamyn — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:54:14 -0800

In a high wind the leaves fall from the trees. The zombies are standing about talking. "Beautiful day!" "Certainly is!" The zombies have come to buy wives from the people of this village, the only village around that will sell wives to zombies. "Beautiful day!" "Certainly is!" The zombies have brought many cattle. The bride price to a zombie is exactly twice that asked of an ordinary man. The cattle are also zombies and the zombies are in terror lest the people of the village understand this. These are good zombies. Gris Grue said so. They are painted white all over. Bad zombies are unpainted and weep with their noses, their nostrils spewing tears. The village chief calls the attention of the zombies to the fine brick buildings of the village, some of them one thousand bricks high -- daughters peering from the windows, green plants in some windows and, in others, daughters. "You must promise not to tell the Bishop," say the zombies, "promise not to tell the Bishop, beautiful day, certainly is...."

By: vagus

vagus — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:57:38 -0800

I, for one, welcome our new flesh eating overlords.