Thursday, January 25, 2007

BANG BANG BANG


She does not take shit from no one, if you upset her in anyway be sure your life will be taken. Now she was not always this violent, she took care off all the other zombies with great care. Everybody that studies zombies will know that they are not an intelligent bunch. Just using one tone all day to show any and every emotion, was quite frustrating to Zaza. She taught there must be more than all this, walking around all day after human flesh, never really getting anything to eat.

She packed her bag and went on a world tour; she met very interesting mortals and non mortals. Until the day she met him, he was a god of a man, he had abs of steel and a bed licence like no other man she ever met. Why she felt the need to share all this is not quite sure but let’s just go with it. He had golden hair, shoulders that you could get lost in. Eyes as blue as the ocean in Jamaica and he kissed her lips of, litrary..That is gross if you really think about it, but it did not matter to him they where in love. They travelled together trough the country side, forgot to mention that she met him in South Africa. Remember this all future zombies; you don’t want to mix with these mortal men. Back to the story: They watched the sun set over the Karoo desert. They kissed on Table Mountain and ran naked trough Namakwaland daisies; it was heaven, the closest to what Zaza could get.

They where in the City and they where dancing at this amazing club and she could move her arms and legs right round. Giving new meaning to the song: "you spin me right round, baby, right round". She went to the ladies room to make sure all her body part where on right. When she came back she saw that her hunk-a-hunk of loving was gone. Very peculiar, he said he will wait for her. She went to His Bakkie parked in the parking lot and saw what she would never have believed if she didn't see it with her own eyes. There he was the love of her life sucking face with another GUY, this would have not grossed her out so much if it was another zombie, but a MORTAL. He told her their firm lively skin made him feel so dead. She knew she must take action, but also she knew that she could not bite them and turn them into zombies that would be too easy.

So she got her bazooka out of her bag, I will teach him to go behind my back and kiss mortals.....So locked and loaded......BANG BANG BANG.....now you’re gone, now you’re dead. She turns around: lets dance, shake that ass (just not off again)

Picture from Gris Grimly gallery

10 comments:

Donsie said...

mmm Dis nou n manier om van n man ontslae te raak - mental note to myself, get a bozzoka!
Waar gaan ons wereld heen...

etain_lavena said...

whahahahahaha.....ek wens ek kan dit doen

Nosjunkie said...

mmmmmmmmm
not sure what to say here!

SaM-GiRL said...

Lol.....as dit net so maklik was, sys kick ass, wish i had that attitude!

etain_lavena said...

Thats way back when Zombies where still zombies they had attitude....hihihihihih

Marra said...

Kan ek haar uitverhuur. Ek sal baie geld maak en beloof om met jou te deel. Ek kan haar aan jou uitverhuur? Hahahahaha

Ek hoop die mans in jou lewe weet wat vir hul wag. Ek is reg, is hulle?

etain_lavena said...

hihihihih
ai marra......lyk my niemand is reg vir my inner zombie nie....

Rav3nn's angel said...

kan ek dalk hou inner zombie net vir n dag leen? jy skryf goed...

etain_lavena said...

whahahahah....ya jy kan haar leen..thanks ek try maar my bes.....

Kimberley said...

wow