Zombie-Husband (prt. 1) she remembers it was bacon and eggs, four out of five zombie-husbands prefer brains to legs a balanced breakfast of the living dead enriched with enough calcium to make stephen hawkin hop out of bed he'll eat it straight out the fucker's head the only garnish was a booger no need for sugar, the brain is sweet, filled with neurons and protons and multi color marshmellow bon bons she's got iron for guts, she's seen some aweful shit like the time she got home late -- he was eating their kid eating him like it was his job ate the kid, like you'd eat a kid, if a kid was corn on the fuckin' cob that is to say: from the neck up; extra butter a grey madder party platter i don't think that's butter
Oh fucking awesome! That was really wicked and will be stuck in my head for the rest of the day. Give me part two!
