Forty years from now when the two of you are old and gray and looking back on your wedding... you'll wonder why you didn't select a softer zombie noggin.
Aim for the head, that's the only way to stop them.
Their love will keep them safe, don't worry.
My hubby and I got married at the Atlanta Zombie Walk Sept 26, 2010. We then shambled off into a life of wedded bliss followed by an umbrella toting horde of the undead.
No one is going to mess with our wedding plans!
I know I'm not supposed to say this but, whatever red stuff is running down the side looks delicious. That's what I call a mmmmmassacre!