fueled by bags and bags of candy and chocolate, a big plate of rice and beans, a thrilling game of monopoly, and the presence of our friend
enoch, boo put on this huge coat and staggered around like a blind zombie for about half an hour last night.
zombie chilling on the couch:
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blind lurching zombie:
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zombie fangs:
1 comment:
the zombie on the couch looks like he is growing moss...a lurching zombie gathers no moss?
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