What's worse - A town full of insanely efficient and articulate Stepford wives, a town full of blood-thirsty zombies or... a town full of insanely efficient and articulate, blood-thirsty zombie Stepford wives?
- Is that crazy look in their eye because you've dropped crumbs on the carpet... or because they like the look of your neck?
- Arm-candy takes on a whole new meaning - literally your arm IS the candy!
- Everyone's always going to be really on edge - they're constantly cleaning as they keep dropping bits of their mouldy zombie corpse everywhere.
- Everyone will be constantly late for everything - have you any idea how much make-up it would take to make a zombie look half decent?
- Similarly it's gonna take a lot of body spray to get rid of that stench!
- If you're not a fan of cannibalistic cuisine you may really struggle to find a good meal.
- The water bills would be astronomical - it takes a whole lot of washing to get those soil stains out from when they crawled out of their graves!
- I hope you're fluent in zombie, otherwise with all those grunts, snorts and moans you'll never make yourself understood.
- On the upside adultery would be at an all time low - unless you're a necrophiliac - who'd want to swap one decaying corpse bride for another. On the flip side however, faced with your own decaying corpse bride, your sex drive would inevitably plummet.
- The terms "nice evening stroll", "graveyard" and "eaten alive" should never be used in the same sentence.
And there you have it. Don't you just love those mash-ups of names? Zombie Stepford wives. Duck-billed platypus.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...
What's worse - A town full of insanely efficient and articulate Stepford wives, a town full of blood-thirsty zombies or... a town full of insanely efficient and articulate, blood-thirsty zombie Stepford wives?
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