Yay, though I walk through the valley of life, I shall fear no varmint. I shall lay down upon a bed of tranquility, and know that peace is at hand. Though the very pinnacle of the Heavens rumble and the very foundations of Hell boil, I shall reside squarely within the housing that I call I.
My cup overfloweth, with the bounty of the zeal of zombie and mass appeal. I know that at the cockles of my heart, there is bound to be some meaty restart. I would be remiss in my duties as zombie dude, if I did not at least make sure that the living became the food.
We can all rest easy, knowing that the apocalypse will be soon upon us. It fills me up with joy and a sense of wonder to be sure. In no time at all, all of the world will be just like the rest of us, if it’s not already.
Would you care to join me, perhaps this even to a cup of tea? Something sweet, perhaps a tad tart, but definitely full of mystery. I shall sup upon the best of the human soul; it’s all part of my ultimate goal. Complete and total domination of the earth, by hook, by crook or by moving hearse.
If you’re out this evening, please take care. I’ve heard that there’s evil things afoot, in the darkness out there. I’d hate for something ill to befall you, as I’ve only just recently met you. And we’re quite certain we’d like you to stay around … at least until supper.
Have a pleasant evening, one and all. Feel free to return whenever you want, ’cause, you know us zombies, we always come back!
Have fun, I do.