What Do We Want? Braaaaains!
I was really rather cut when I realised I wouldn’t be able to take part in the Melbourne Zombie Shuffle because it clashed with work. However, I just had the next best thing: Stuart rang me to let me know they were about to pass my work (he’s not taking part but is walking with them to take photographs), so I dashed outside and got to see the lovely zombies in all their glory. I also got my photo taken with two lovely zombie lasses chowing down on my tasty tasty brain. God bless the undead.
June 1st, 2006 at 11:21 am
One of the girls I work with participated in the Brisbane zombie march a month or two ago. She went as a geisha zombie, and used CANVAS PRIMER to replicate a zombie’s healthy complexion. I’m surprised she had a face left after (somehow) washing it off.
June 2nd, 2006 at 10:46 pm
I was grossed out to read that this event happened without, my having a chance to particpate in my cowboy gear. It is just so typical of those black slacks and shirts who frequent Brunswick Street , that when I appeared there last week they all fucking freaked out.
So keep the arseholes in spirit mixers, and the rest of us will stick to our water and Gatorade. Its just a mistake to assume we don’t care. WE Care.
June 14th, 2006 at 1:26 pm
The jealousy is eating me alive!
June 14th, 2006 at 9:39 pm
Boom-tish!
Alex, mate, there’ll be another one sometime. There’s always time for zombie cowboys!