Mouth of Menace

RAAR! A zombie-work-in-process I be!

Also, speak like Yoda I do!

Partway towards being finished for the Esprit de Corpse show at Egg gallery I am. 

Perfect for brains my massive black gob is.

I crave BRAAAAAAAAINS! Non-grammatically-correct sentences! And...BRAAAAINS!

He's got his father's eyes...

Aw, lookit the widdle baby sock zombie monster, isn't he ka-yooot? 

Look how proud he is that he can feed himself, awwww. 

What's that?

He's got his father's eyes?

Yes, and aren't they love-AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGHHHH!!!!!!