What Would Chuck [Norris] Do?

It was a cold morning not from heat, but from the silence of death... a death that was not silent at all... the noise was deafening. People were screaming in pain a hunger that drains the ear drums into a damping word repeating over and over. The town was taken over man, woman or child could not be saved it was too much. Some ran as far and as fast as they could until their feet bled, but the blood was a cookie to the witch's house. Into the oven some say, escape the death... then that one word comes and gives hope... those who screamed in fear have a hope and that one word was Chuck...


  1. Zombie or not, the beard still grows on...great post and love the piece you made too!

  2. Oh, poor townsfolk...they never stood a chance...


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