So the poor Dingle who is a dongle in life and a zombie in death will be revived by some miracle worked out by Saint Peter himself after his severe mistake and a fit of anger which should be directed onto himself but is mis-directed onto the poor Johnny. But then they do not have fish bones in their bodies, rather perambulating decaying radiations, like in nuclear radiations. And I will not say what happens to the trout in the lake. School teachers and other school personnel are just what they are a school of cold fish that stink high heavens like rotting salmon in a polluted river. The State could even have a Value Added Tax on the dead. Doesn't it sound fine and attractive? The dead have to collaborate and bring some added value to the living after all. And the doctor is of course a mad scientist who only thinks of one thing: to make money from the dead flesh of the zombie. With whip cream on top and a cherry to crown it off. They are just infatuated with their dear genial children, sons or daughters, who are the acme of chicken-guano and bull-pie, and these children actually are just that, guano and cow-pie. But don't think parents are going to be better. I don't see how they don't get an Indian in the head of some of the local bigots. The bullies just get what they deserve, an axe in the head. The jocks are not very intelligent since they only have muscle in their skull. Cops are not swift in their authority and uniforms. It eats at everything and bites at the rest. That one is a banquet of bad taste but of good flesh. Reviewed by Dr_Coulardeau 8 / 10 Take it a Delirium Tremens of the dead
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