Zombies Hate Stuff

Summary: Zombies hate clowns. They also hate hippies, not to mention zip lines, penguins, moon penguins, nudists, weddings, sharing, and kittens. They really hate unicorns, strangely don’t mind Canadians, and love YOU. Each of Greg Stones’s ghoulishly colorful paintings reveal funny and unexpected scenes of zombie disgruntlement, cataloging the stuff that really riles up the walking dead (astronauts, rain, bagpipes, re-gifting, and more) with wit, humor, and, of course, brains.Zombies Hate Stuff offers an unexpected and irresistible perspective on the zombie apocalypse and the pop culture phenomenon that will not die.

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Zombies Hate Stuff, by Greg Stones 7.0

Did you know that Zombies hate stuff? God, I had no idea!

(Why don’t people tell me these things?)

It’s a good thing, then, that Greg Stones, noted Zombiologist, compiled this vivid pictorial of all the things that zombies can’t stand, because I might have made a faux pas or two while hosting a few family friends.

But no more! Now I’m ready!

There’s no way that there will be any kittens around when I have zombie guests over. I’ll also hide the balloons, mannequins, war re-enactors and dog poop. And I’ll never take them to weddings. Or go zip-lining together.

(They REALLY hate that!)

What’s especially interesting is that zombies actually don’t mind a few things, so this book is extremely practical if you’re going to entertain the ravenous undead; it’s an excellent reference guide for zombiephiles.

So I can’t thank Greg Stones enough for getting me through the social awkwardness of live/undead relations; with understanding comes acceptance. If not for him, I might have come off as the Archie Bunker of the zombie world.

Now I love zombies as much as they love me.

Post scriptum: Stones’ trusty manual was so well-received that he later published ‘Zombies Have Issues’, which helped to make zombies more relatable to the general populace. He also published similar titles about penguins, sock monkeys and garden gnomes.

I see a Nobel Prize for literature on the horizon.

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