“Could you just go downstairs and lock up the headless body first, please?" It’s reasonable request.” — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“I grab at Smitty and he at me, and, for one horrible, deperately embarrassing second we fly into each others arms like Shaggy and… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“'let me in, she says!' pete laughs, hysterically. 'let me in so i can chew on your arm! would you like fries with that?… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“Maybe he’s got a nicotine crave on. That must really suck: being a zombie who can’t get a smoke” — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“Alice's face widens in horror. I left my candy Coture bag on the table!' 'Oh, the tragedy! Smitty joins in, girlying it up. The… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“Here’s Lego Zombie Chef! Here’s Lego Zombie builder! See their grasping hands and posable limbs!” — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“Alice finds a packet of scotch eggs in someone's bag. And then there's nothing more to do other then to put on as many… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“silence falls. i open my eyes and ready myself to move, glancing down at me feet bridging the toilet bowl. it's gross that i… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
“i open my eyes and blow a straggle of hair out of my face. Not my hair, smitty's. his head is buried in the… — Kirsty McKay Copy Share Image
