This is the fifth year of a my Festivus Christmas tradition where we gather around the warm glow of the laptop and watch A Very Zombie Holiday.
We have a “Warning: Do Not Feed The Zombies” sign surrounded by a festive border of snowman-bedecked wrapping paper blocking the view through the window. The neighboring children have expressed concern that the zombies might escape the garage. I plan on using their fear against them. It’s all in the spirit of the season, don’tchaknow.
An on-going serialized novella. Lesbian squirrel harness the power of Swedish disco to erase common sense. When drone strikes, trans-species raptors, and a racist bear all fail, two brilliant college dropouts in a Subaru are mankind’s last hope. We’re probably doomed.
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