Pimp of the Undead
*said through nasally zombie sneer* I would like to welcome you to the pimpage of Mark Henry, my new friend... Yesss... He is full of the wit and wisdom of a published author *rubs hands together*- and he's a zombie!! (Right? Do I have that right??) Anyway, once he gets used to the time change, he'll start posting earlier, but this is where his post of zombie brain-filling goodness will be (it's like a zombie donut... the smater you are, the sweeter the filling!):
http://www.leagueofreluctantadults.com/blog.html
(I'll update once I can comment on his actual article.)
HA Mark! I pimped ya first!! And you weren't even awake yet!!
UPDATE:
So, after getting beyond the wonderful images of Mark in his man-panties (they were pink in my head, with little black teddy bears on them- don't know why), I tried to absorb the lovely ramblings of the man behind the words... or rather the words from the man behind them. I don't know. My brain isn't in straight today, the jelly having been sucked out by the zombie under my bed.
I enjoyed his writing. He makes a point in a very round about way... if you don't have humor, it's difficult to add it. Take me, for example. I'm chuckling to myself as I write my nonsense but I highly doubt that many people find me funny. My sister is the funny one- I think it started as a defense mechanism. Now me- I'm the nice one, the friendly one, the outgoing one... I didn't try to make people laugh, I just expected them to like me, dab nab it! Oh, and I was also the flirt, but that's a whole other story... :) Anyway, as I start trying to venture into the world of writing myself, I've often worried that my moments of attempted wit are going flat and I have no clue how to fix that. So, I've decided, once I've read his book (*cough*hint*cough*) if i think he's funny enough (which I'm expecting he will be), I'm going to make Mark write all my comedy!
http://www.leagueofreluctantadults.com/blog.html
(I'll update once I can comment on his actual article.)
HA Mark! I pimped ya first!! And you weren't even awake yet!!
UPDATE:
So, after getting beyond the wonderful images of Mark in his man-panties (they were pink in my head, with little black teddy bears on them- don't know why), I tried to absorb the lovely ramblings of the man behind the words... or rather the words from the man behind them. I don't know. My brain isn't in straight today, the jelly having been sucked out by the zombie under my bed.
I enjoyed his writing. He makes a point in a very round about way... if you don't have humor, it's difficult to add it. Take me, for example. I'm chuckling to myself as I write my nonsense but I highly doubt that many people find me funny. My sister is the funny one- I think it started as a defense mechanism. Now me- I'm the nice one, the friendly one, the outgoing one... I didn't try to make people laugh, I just expected them to like me, dab nab it! Oh, and I was also the flirt, but that's a whole other story... :) Anyway, as I start trying to venture into the world of writing myself, I've often worried that my moments of attempted wit are going flat and I have no clue how to fix that. So, I've decided, once I've read his book (*cough*hint*cough*) if i think he's funny enough (which I'm expecting he will be), I'm going to make Mark write all my comedy!