

Unfinal SolutionJim and Dave shuffled down the street in the hot summer sun. Occasionally they would encounter an obstacle, such as a shopping cart, corpse, pile of trash, or burned out car. Depending on the size and nature of the obstacle, their zombie intellect would kick over into high gear, and a conversation such as this might ensue:Unfinal Solution
Braaaaaaaaaaains .
Rains! Rains! Raaaaaaaains1 .
Brains .
If the object was large, such as a chunk of flaming airplane wreckage, Jim and Dave would do the Zombie Shuffle around its perimete
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- Officially a Fangirl Nobody -
I found KellyJane on Facebook... BEFORE her group opened. Oh yeah. Because I'm obsessed like that.
"Vexen is a work of the pure evil of my diabolical brain XD"
- KellyJane, on Vexen
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M.I.D.N.I.G.H.T: Morbid, Impure, Disastrous, Naughty, Immoral, Ghastly, Horny Torture- Queen
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Passionately exploring the visceral relationship between camera & subject.
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There's this disease called the freeway disease. It's when stupid, myopic and corrupt urban planners subscribe to this byzantine cult of road-worship - embarking on a journey of gridlock, road accidents, pollution, obesity, sprawl and social deprivation.
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