In honor of the Walking Dead premiere tonight and watching romantically with your significant, albeit potentially undead, other, a Press Junket love song and classic below. As many of you are aware, my wife has walked among the non-living for years now. Dead eyes. Blood lust. Poor hygiene. Travels in roving packs of girlfriends to […]
Tag: Zombie Apocalypse
Bath A-Salts
My apologies. In the words of the 18th Letter, the Mic Fiend, Rakim: “I shouldn’t have left you, without a dope beat to step to.” A little busy. A little tired. Then overwhelmed. Then depressed about it. Then paralysis and avoidance. The painful steps of blong withdrawal. Luckily, one thing or another has kept this […]
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