Holiday Song Winner!

This is a tad delayed. We’d picked the winner once after the holiday’s were all safely packed away in the North Pole (a.k.a. the storage shed on the ZSC command compound) but Purple Brigade Commander LK got a little over-eager to play with the new modifications she made on her flux capacitor and, well . . . let’s just say some of us were forced to relive December in order to catch up with the rest of the world. Yes, we hid LK’s shiny new toy until she reads the 2000 page handbook that came with it.

Barring any other incidents, we’re finally ready to tell you guys who won the Holiday Song Contest. And it is . . .
Christina Bledsoe!


Congratulations, Christina! Here’s her song. Careful, it’ll get stuck in your head like a walker’s tooth.
Here Come’s Juliette, to the tune of “Here Come’s Santa Claus”

Here come’s Juliette
Here come’s Juliette
Right down zombie lane
Hacking and slashing
Killing zombies the whole fracking way
R.C. whooping, Jinxie hollering
“Get the one to your right”
So grab your duct tape and wrap your arms
Cuz the ZSC is coming tonight.

Here come’s Juliette
Here come’s Juliette
Right down zombie lane
She’s got a bag that’s filled with toys
For her and her brigade
She runs circles around those corpses
With a twinkle in her eye,
It doesn’t matter if it’s Christmas cuz Juliette is coming tonight (spoken softly) “Elf ears and all”

There goes one head
Make that two heads
Right down to the ground
Mixed with visceral, blood and snow
Of the dead, “Oh My” She can’t refrain
From leading her people, on this mission
Of importance
So if you’re a zombie run away
Cuz Juliette comes tonight.
(Whisper names of ZSC members as the song fades out)

Contest – Holiday Contest Here

With the holiday season in full swing, things have been rather hectic around the command center. There is a blur of activity and secret shenanigans going on. We recently announced our new line of ZSC Reedus gear which we are all excited about and there’s more to come. I can’t say what ’cause the chief will have my kidneys cooked up as pie for Christmas dinner if I do, but we will be ringing in the new year in style. ‘Nuff said. We recently released our 2nd Annual Zombie Survival Crew Anthology — Undead Uncensored — and it’s something you should check out as soon as you have a chance. And I’ve put Commander Murphy’s army of zombie bunnies decorating the command center and let me tell you, should you drop by for some holiday cheer bring your sunglasses ’cause they like the bling as much as I do… or it could be that I told them the bling it up and forgot to issue the stop command and they just kept on going.

Needless to say we’ve had our hands full… then we realized we hadn’t had a contest in a while… so to help give everyone a bit of holiday cheer, Commander Murphy and I decided to cobble something together to bring everyone a bit of delight.


The rules are easy… take a holiday song – whether it be Christmas, Chanukah, Kwanza, or anything else holiday-ish, and rewrite the lyrics to go with the pic below, and post the lyrics in the comments of this post by 12/26/12 @ 23:59 PS.T (11:59 PM for the non-military types). The prize is a brand, spankin’ new, shiny copy of Undead Uncensored. ***BREAKING NEWS*** the chief has stopped hunting me down in cold blood long enough to ADD a ZSC t-shirt to make it a prize pack. Wheeeee!!! Gotta run, now.

Need an example?? *shrugs* All right, I’ll give you a snippet (but you can’t use my lyrics so I won’t write very many)

To the tune of Rudolph, the Red-nosed Reindeer You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and Cupid and Donder and Blitzen, but do you recall…? The most famous elf of them all… JT the ZSC commander, had some very pointy ears…

Bonus points for anyone who can work duct tape or running in circles into the verse or refrain. What do you get for earning the bonus points? The knowledge that Commander Murphy and I won’t stop laughing until the New Year should we manage to escape the crossbow bolt for that long. That’s it. Off you go to make marvelous songs to give us all a bit of cheer.