She wants to cuddle your brains, not eat them. She promises.
Because there's no need to let a little thing like a zombie attack interfere with a perfectly good dinner party.
Come the apocalypse, you're going to want a drink.
Because those stick families are really fucking annoying.
Don't let the apocalypse catch you without a good multi-tool (also handy for opening heavily taped presents.)
This is just cool.
Who says that the zombie apocalypse can't also be delicious?
Just remember that if you give one of these babies to someone you should also come armed yourself.
Words to live by. Hopefully.
No zombie poster should be this beautiful.