As usual, BlindIrishPirate's recent post about zombies stuck with me and got my cranial juices flowing (she can always get my juices flowing...). Then, this post at Cracked didn't help matters. Did I ever tell you that Husband and I have an escape plan in place in case of a zombie apocalypse? It involves big guns and my parents' isolated country farm (we haven't yet developed a contingency plan, should my parents move to town...).
As a general rule, I don't like zombies. Or, to clarify, I don't like fast zombies. I can barely shuffle from the couch to the fridge and back without getting winded. How am I going to escape a brain-hungry undead being that runs like a cheetah hopped up on meth?
Slow zombies, now those are more my speed. I think that's why I love Shaun of the Dead so much. It's a rom-zom-com (romantic zombie comedy) that is both hilarious, heartwarming, and non-threatening. Possibly Husband and my favorite movie of all time. Something we can really sink our teeth into.