Super Sabado: Mo-o-ore BRAAAAAAIIIIIINSSSS!

Zombie Lurch Poster:

Zombies to walk the streets of Sydney, Australia April 30! The undead contagion appears to have spread from Brisbane, where zombies took the streets on April 2nd.

But wait! We Norte Americanos had our own Zombie Lurches in Madison, Wisconsin and Toronto, Canada back in October 2005. The undead are not only walking the earth, they’re out for equal rights!

Today’s Super Sabado is a fact-gathering mission through the Blogosphere: what are you doing to prepare for this coming invasion? Squirt wants to know!


Collector glasses. 34 currently spilling out of my cupboard, onto my counter and threatening to take over the kitchen island.

Kait of Kait’s Chaos Room/Recipe/TBA, whose man Dawg is preparing for the coming apocalypse by stocking up on Tweety Bird glasses.


I just can’t do any of it today. I have to get showered and dressed and go to work and deal with the host of problems that will pop up today.

Pam of Ramblings and Other Things, who’d rather not think about it.


“Kill him! Shoot him now! Shoot him in the balls, then shoot him in the head, then kill his wife, too!”

Doug’s wife, taking aim at Bruce Willis rather than the nearest zombie, who looks like Alan Rickman.


I really don’t want to be afraid for the state of mankind. I don’t want to have to go hide under my desk in the crouching position and wait for the bomb to drop.

Karen Ranney, author of An Unlikely Governess, on why she’ll probably avoid any more zombie updates, thank you.


They debate long and loud about what should be in your BoB, the best type of BoB to have, and how to carry your BoB. Of particular interest is how to make your BoB as light as possible. You might have to move quickly, and you’ll regret bringing that portable TV if the undead are on your heels.

Mr. Pugsly of the Zombie Squad, reporting on the “Bug-out Bag”, or what every well-dressed zombie fighter will be carrying.


Nature will always kick nurture’s ass. Nature fights dirtier.

Johnny Undercover of The Investigator’s Notebook, who’ll be relying on his inner nature rather than a BoB.


My class has now ended, leaving my brains packed tight with serverly knowledge.

Writer and impending dad Jon Hansen of Letters to Myself, foolishly broadcasting the tastiness of his brains to every blog-reading zombie in the free world.


Take the gothic romance of Jane Eyre, reset it in the West Indies, add the direction of Jacques Tourneur (Cat People) and the overriding terror of the living dead and you have I Walked with a Zombie.

Exclamation Mark, who combines his anti-zombie prep with research for his movie reviews.


You’re a heartbreaker. People get attached to you, and then you’re gone.

One of those horoscope thingies, describing Mimi. Uh, oh, Mimi, as Exclamation Mark will tell you, your type of character is the first to get chewed on in those zombie B-movies!


I’ve got a new plan. I’ve decided to stop playing the pick and fester game.

Teri Gray Franta of Here’s to Happy Women, employing a rather interesting choice of words.


Perhaps we will plant a few acorns in the yard in memoriam to Auggie’s balls.

Susan of Church of Angst, whose husband worries not about zombies attacking a certain bulldog’s brains, hypoplastic trachea, or palate; but his balls.


I am eBaying myself to death – gotta stop…. there is life out there aside from internet auction houses…

Sure there is, Dennie, UNDEAD LIFE.


It’s not the eating of the placenta – though apparently it would be better cooked – it’s the fact he’s boasting of doing it right there. What’s he going to do? Chomp through the cord himself? And has he any idea just how much there is? It’s not insubstantial – maybe he’s after a ‘Cool Hand Tom’ label.

Podz of What Makes You Happy, who asks us to forget those damn zombies and focus on the dietary habits of Scientologists instead.


After all, how can you claim to know anything if you don’t believe deep-fried aliens inhabit your body?

Sponge Girl, who prefers to focus on the reproductive habits of Scientologists.


A guy tried to mug me this afternoon. Broad daylight. I sucker punched him in the face with my mobile and ran.

Buffy, the Zombie Slayer, er, I mean the Mugger Preventer, on how her cell phone is ready to sucker punch any undead thugs who might cross her path.


As much as i try to explain to her that the courts are not a nice place to be a lot of the time, especially Magistrates Courts on a Monday morning, when all the weekend hoons,drunks etc are being dealt with, to her it’s just like she sees on tv, with her mother as one of the cast!

Michelle of Justitia, attempting to prepare her daughter for real life. We’re not sure, but we think “hoons” is Aussie slang for “zombies drunk on BRAINS.”


As a child, I ate raw bacon. I put butter on everything, including steaks and french fries. I did not eat a green vegetable until I was 27.

KJ of Raising Devils, whose dietary proclivities are not only surprising, but actually distracted us from the idea of brain-eating zombies… for a minute.


“But… but… but, aren’t you going to stop and eat with me?” he asks in a painfully pitiful voice.

Run, Elizabeth, run!!! Ooops… sorry. That isn’t a zombie after Elizabeth after all, but her teenager! Still, he wants TO EAT WITH HER! Shocking!


I keelt heem. He ess decomposing in my closet.

Pat of Ramblings from the Desert, perhaps not realizing how even a dead Easter Bunny can come back and bite heeer in zeee butt.


***POOF***

He is turned into a tampon.

Bonnie Calhoun warning her readers not to rely on government assistance for ANYTHING, much less zombie prevention.


A short Super Sabado, I know… but I’ve got to finish this up before the piano lesson ends! For those of you who stayed until the very end, here’s a sample of what the world will be like if zombies rule the earth (sorta), by Webster Colcord, an animator after Squirt’s twisted little heart.

Thanks, needcoffee.com!

6 Replies to “Super Sabado: Mo-o-ore BRAAAAAAIIIIIINSSSS!”

  1. Wheeze……

    Omg…I’ve laughed myself silly and sillier.

    Zombies! How’d you know I had a hunkering for Shaun of the Dead tonight?

    And Underdog says he’s leading the charge from the cupboard. Says those wimpy Loony Toons cartoon glasses have nothing on him and his Bicentennial musket.

    Zee Easter Bunny is gone? Omg…lololol…

    Thanks for the giggles. I needed a good rib buster.

  2. Just hilarious, I laughed myself silly over this one, too! Thanks for the chuckles AND the great list! How would I find my way around the blogosphere without you!?!

  3. Well, cover me in garlic and call me stinky!!
    Zombies in my own backyard….who knew?
    To go to Sydney, or not to go?? Hmmm decisions decsions………

    Loved this Super Sabado :o)

  4. ROFLOL….somehow I just knew that tampon would show up somewhere…LOL…just goes to show…when the government’s involved, there’s always a string attached…LOL!

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