Okay, so I’d watch this. Not for the horrific special effects or the bare naked women running around attacking the men, but to laugh my ass off at the thought of someone paying good money to produce such bullshit. And it’d be pretty entertaining. I do have a question — how do stripper zombies manage to run in stilettos?
Hello again…I know, I’m late. But in my defense, I was late to stage too. Waiting backstage for a song to end when you know you’re up next is probably similar to waiting, blindfolded, for the word “Fire!” at your execution. I was that scared. And then it did end. And God said my name again. … Continue reading Why Would They Put a Step There?