Zombie Chickens Attack

[bookgazing]

I’ve been slack about mentioning the awards people have been nice enough to give me, maybe that’s because they’ve been causing me so much trouble ;)

Ali at worducopia recently gave me the job of supervising a flock of zombie chickens, obsessed with running a successful lemonade stand. Now chickens are in my opinion some of the most annoying animals on the planet, when they are normal chickens, never mind when their early morning squawking is replaced by a chorus of 'Brains, chickens want brains'.

I’ve tried everything I can think of to make their lemonade stand flourish and to stop them smelling of rot quite so much (zombie tip: Febreeze makes no difference), but all my efforts have been in vain so I’ve decided to shunt them along to other deserving bloggers. Let’s see how you get on explaining away the occasional eyeball at the bottom of a customer’s lemonade glass. The chickens will be pushing their lemonade cart up the driveway to meet:

Renay (because I imagine the chickens will help strengthen her blogs defences)

Stuart (because I kind of think if anyone can train zombie chickens to give correct change it’s him)

Carl (because zombie chickens will make an excellent addition to the RIP line up)

And before these chickens even arrived Care had sent another pack on their way to me. These guys came without a lemonade stand, so I set them to work making chocolate covered popcorn (zombie tip: count your chickens eyes daily if you try this because it’s hard to tell a chicken eyeball from a delicious piece of popcorn once it’s covered in chocolate). Fully competent in a trade I’m sending them to earn their keep with:

Reading in Colour

Paperback Reader

anothercookiecrumbles (do not tell them this is your blog name, they will try to eat you!)

My Friend Amy

Yannabe

Please can someone invent the zombie polar bear award, I want my own army of crazily moulting zombie bears so bad it hurts!