Sean, Madeline and Brett make their movie debut. Low budget zombie horror will never be the same.
Madeline decked out in her "sexy librarian that just woke up at 5 in the morning on a Sunday to travel a hundred miles in the rain and do a job for no pay" getup.
Brett bites his lip, knowing that if he opens his mouth, the remainder of his breakfast burrito will once again try to escape.
Sean practices his 'mildly surprised yet disinterested zombie' look. Brett prepares to tickle him.
The lapcam gets em every time.
Already in wardrobe, the fearsome threesome start to wonder which of them smells like hobo. And which of them smells like dead hobo.
Zombie farts were even funnier than normal ones.
Sean, Madeline and Brett; proud of their ragged wardrobe.
Sean, Madeline and Brett; realizing all the zombies in this movie are homeless British street urchins.
Madeline had always wanted to get her hair styled by Moby.
Green is the new tan.
Sean: Hulk feel...hulk feel...hulk feel the same. Quick, someone hit me with a 2x4.
Sean: Are you sure this much eye shadow doesn't make me look trashy?
Brett's rigid demeanor had more to do with his violent allergy to jelly bracelets than the makeup.
Madeline (internal): Why oh why did I drink 56oz of soda before coming here?
For Brett's next trick, he'll devour two pens at once!