... on what or WHO they had eaten for dinner previously. The staff had obviously been infected but weren't about to let some offshoot group have all the fun. They decided to...
when they came upon a group of grizzled old bikers having a few beers. The bikers just looked at the strange looking group from the restaurant and started to...
...hesitated just long enough for those retched, zombie-infected restaurant workers to hop on those shiny cruisers and take off. Dumbfounded, the SOA immediately...
... ran around in circles downright hysterical. Til one of them appeared to come to their senses. A sober look appeared on his face as his back straightened, his arm outstretched, and he growled in his horrible voice "...
looking like a planetary Haileys Comet with a mushroom cloud finally, the sky lit like dawn , surely someone had paid the price for stealing a leaky bike but that didnt solve the other problem....
So, one of the bikers hot wired an RV that was parked nearby and the Sons of Arthritis all hobbled inside, determined to find their missing Hogs (and their missing Ben Gay as well) at any cost.
As they rounded the corner of Romero and Craven they spotted the zombies.........
They were feasting on a troop of girl scouts, ohh the carnage of it all , not a limb was spared or attached, scull caps struned all over, was it too late?
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