A Zombie Grows in Brooklyn

The corporeal undead were out in force on Sunday, May 31st, and believe you us, it was worthwhile to survive the weekend if only to witness the weirdness.

Real-life undead girls in rotting clothes and their chewed up boyfriends followed through on the threat implicit in the ominous clouds above.

The whole sick crew at Crazy Studios decked respectively as a cop, a priest, and a remarkably self-accepting zombie loaded up the Benz with gear and went westward to investigate the hitherto unknown phenomenon of people dying to get into Brooklyn.

We can report that exorcisms don’t work on reanimated corpses.  Then again, we seem to have misplaced our copy of the revised De Exorcismis et Supplicationibus Quibusdam.

In spite of an ecumenical effort, they inexorably bar-hopped Bedford Avenue.

Those spooky mothers just kept coming.  

The resultant soft parade of decomposing flesh finally pooled in McCaren Park for more madness, mayhem, and a few gallons of stage blood in various viscosities.  Maybe even a bit of the real stuff, courtesy of Doug Sakmann and DisGraceLanD Hook Squad.