He can’t help but wear a happy face.

I wear clown make-up
but no longer bring laughter.
I am Zombie Clown!

I thought it might be cool to be a zombie, but the books, tv shows and movies don’t even come close to preparing you for unlife. You know, I can’t read now? No idea why.

And the worst part? The fruit flies nesting in my hair.

My advice? Stay alive!

He’s usually the life of the party.