Indeed they are. They haven't failed me yet.

Chucky is freaking disturbing alright.

Of course they are.

Neither have I. The Doll alone was creepy enough to put me off it.

I honestly.. don't understand how a doll could undermine you. Just step on its head and kick it into the fire.

I can understand the eerie-ness of dolls but seriously, zombies are way scarier than a piece of porcelain or plastic. :talk2hand:

Something I realized a while ago, when I was playing Lollipop chainsaw.

Whenever there is something Zombie related, be it a movie or game, why is it always dark and grey, even in the middle of the day? Do zombies carry around cans of grey spray paint in order to make everything dull?

Their putrid rotting flesh and smell taint the sky with their horrid stench and than the sky becomes depressed and cries.

Or a man eats another mans face and then people say its bath salts.
When in reality the biggest drug in the face eaters system was, according to drug tests, weed.

What does that mean?

Freaking zombie. :yes:

Last time I learned, weed does not make you eat faces.
Though I have not tried weed so there may be some falseness to that statement.

I've decided. In the case of a zombie apocalypse, I'm carrying around a permanent marker and a little container of scented things.

Ugh... If there's a zombie apocolypse, I'm heading for my grandpa's hunting shed. :yes:

Seriously though, my plan for the zombie apocalypse is t build an armor out of the old Nokia phones. The things never break. otherwise, I walk into the shed, pick up the most dangerous looking thing I can find, attach it to car and start driving.

Lollipop chainsaw certianly entertained me. Simple and it would get boring after a while, but it's very, very colourful. You have a chainsaw that leaves rainbows behind when you slice stuff.

MACHETES are the way to go. And if you had two, you'd be like a human tornado of crazy with sharp blades.

But don't spin too much or it might be your downfall. :(

Well... I suppose we can all just hide in the attic until further notice.
*peeks out a window to ensure no zombies are roaming the streets*

What now?! Are we in the middle of a zombie apocalypse without even knowing. :gonk:

How long have we've been trapped in this place.

I lost count Flower. :sweat:
But Angel and I are married...

So maybe I can leave to use a real bathroom? :sweat:

No. :illgetu:

No favoritism. Lean out the window.

Sorry I went poof. Lunch got here and I was having a rather interesting discussion with my mother about possible rule changes to the karts I race.

Smores might just have to use the random holes in the attic floor.

Karts..? Go-Karts?..

My own wife tried to trick me? :cry:

Also gifts? :eager:
Yay! I will take it seeing as she is not understanding she should be more corrupt.

I turned on my people for her. Clearly, I am the more loving one in this marriage, put more in it. :talk2hand:
Everyone remember this if we have to file for divorce so I get more of the stuff. :rofl:

*falls through the holes* Please don't use them, I don't know how to get out of here.

Yeah, Go-Karts. I race them on dirt. lots of fun, very muddy.

Ohh, coool. That sounds amazing. :D

Smores is a needy husband. That's what you get for marrying a King, his underpants are solid gold and all he want is more and more gold. :( Never satisfied.

OFF WITH HIS HEAD!

It is, at the time. Then the next day comes along and the cleaning needs to be done.

OFF WITH HIS HEAD!