How I Became a Zombie

Upon my return from a church breakfast I noticed the new Harry Potter book had arrived. I retreated to my room, feverish with excitement around 1 in the afternoon.

I left at half 8 with sunken eyes, mad laughter and an insane sense of satisfaction. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yay!--Testostereich • (ballsack) 19:39, 21 Jumbly 2007 (UTC)

So does Hairy Porter die? -- Hindleyak  Converse • ?blog • Click here! 10:14, 22 Jumbly 2007 (UTC)

I didn't. I am zombieism, the rot, corpsiness, death, putrefaction, Nurgle's gurgle! I am not a zombie, for I am what makes a zombie a zombie. --Dokktrott Ausenbeier Mitfonnakk 00:36, 17 Aym 2016 (UTC)