So like raise your hand if you've ever seen a zombie. who here has seen a zombie? well i have. and there actually pretty chilled out guys once you get chatting. i mean, like yeah. once they stop trying to gnaw on your face. but what you gotta do is be like "yo. back d' fuuuuck up bitch". you know. put them in their place. from there you can usually reason with them - considering they were once living you just gotta kinda remind them. like imagine your position, you get attacked by zombies and they bite you. ( thats how you become a zombie ). usually the other zombies get bored once you stopped fighting back and have passed out. now usually when you wake up, you're a zombie. magic! except with the feeling of a really bad hangover or the 9 th day hell recovery of your 8 day trip on payorti. so you wake up and you're like "what the fuuuck just happened?". you try to think straight, but all you can think about is how FUCKING much your head hurts. you know...you're brains ARE kinda spilling out the lacerations in your skull. and you get pissed. like really pissed. like so much you just wanna fuck up and brawl with anyone you see. this is usually where the protagonist of most zombie films comes in to pump your unliving dick full of lead with his twelve gauge. but if you just talk to them and try to be like. " wow man. you don't look so good. you wanna tylenol or something". just try to get them to calm down or give them a glass of water and you'll be fine. anyway, so thats why this watercolour painting was done. it was inspired by such conversations i have with zombies.
true story guy.

RKIK