If this wasn’t the most bizarre school project, I have no idea what might be.
He is made out of yarn and button-eyes and stuffed PANTYHOSE.
You know, like the old dude says to H.I. “Son! You got a panty on your head!”
I hope zombie Theodor Herzl doesn’t eat my brains or steal Huggies. Either way, I’m probably going to watch Zombieland this morning and brush up on my cardio, in case I need to make a run for it.
And hope that he does a good Thriller dance.