I don’t mind taking my undead kids to the local fast food joint as a treat now and again. Being a zombie single parent is difficult (okay I ate my wife, I’ll hold my hand up to that. Well I’ll hold her hand up anyway as I carry it in my pocket all the time). With my busy schedule of gurgling, scraping my foot along the gravel and generally looking for brains it’s difficult to find time to prepare a healthy bloody and bitten organ home cooked meal.
All I ask is that these zombie fast food ‘eateries’ shouldn't treat us as brainless. I for one have many brains, all stocked up in my freezer ready to devour any time I can’t hunt down and rip a fresh one from a living person’s skull.
Look at this menu they presented to my little zombie daughter-
No words, no prices, no ingredients, no descriptions and certainly no dignity. It even comes on a laminated card. Okay that was useful to wipe away my daughter’s blood tinted drool as she grunted over the choices. So please Zombie Express and all other undead food outlets, don’t treat us as idiots.