In honor of the Walking Dead premiere tonight and watching romantically with your significant, albeit potentially undead, other, a Press Junket love song and classic below.

As many of you are aware, my wife has walked among the non-living for years now. Dead eyes. Blood lust. Poor hygiene. Travels in roving packs of girlfriends to the lavatory. Typical signs.

Look. She’s hideous.

I narrowly escaped this brutal attack.

Written and performed by theipoetlaureate. Music produced by djclutch.

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