Saturday, October 30, 2010

Table Shower, Detroit

Friend zombie



Yes, yes, my good scientists in the caper, Go and tell the fucking zombies that will not let me leave the house for five days, which theoretically should not stay there but somewhere else. If you want to place
well as photos of my neighbor and his dog zombie zombie, who had entered under the pretext of asking for an egg and a bit 'of sugar to bake a cake sbrisolona: The two bastards I almost detached arm bites but luckily I always have with me my 357 Magnum!
I made them by shooting them dry in the middle of his forehead.
If anyone out there read me or hear me, get me just the ammunition and timber, so much wood to burn the carcasses of these shows stink ...

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