Things That Make Me Snarf - Zombie Killer

Here's this week's Thing That Makes Me Snarf.



I just can't find anything to say that's funnier than this video. Slayer introduced me to Leslie and the Lys a while back, so you have him to thank for this one. My favorite is when the zombies start to sing. Because singing zombies are the height of coolness. Coolocity. Coolification, even.

So during the long car ride to Indiana and back, Scillius Maximus and I were talking about how cool it would be to do a zombie pub crawl. Get a bunch of people to dress up like zombies and lurch around downtown, scaring people and drinking beer. Frankly, I think that the further you do this from Halloween, the more effective it would be. I think it would be a blast.

But then that got me thinking, and we all know how dangerous that is. And I thought that zombie bowling might be fun. Or zombie croquet. I'd love to get a bunch of people together to do zombie croquet. And then I had it: the idea to trump all ideas.

Get a bunch of zombies together to do Richard Simmons' Sweating to the Oldies.

My mother has a copy. I really could make it happen. Because really, zombies deserve cardiovascular health too. They may not have operational cardiovascular systems, but who cares? Half of my ex-boyfriends had negative IQ points, but that didn't stop them from going to school.