All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth. It’s so hard to rip flesh from a human without front teeth. All the other Zombie kids can eat their fill while I sit gumming a sliver or two from the corpse. I’m just getting started on the appetizer when all the choice cuts have been picked over.
I wrote a letter to Santa about my teeth, but now that I just shamble about the countryside and don’t have a chimney, he’ll probably never find me. He’s probably worried I might try the eat him or one of his reindeer. Oh well, here comes another unsuspecting human. Merry Christmas.
Futhermore, if you want to be scared for the holiday, try my horror collection:: Something in the Dark