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Yesterday was the 3rd annual Zombie Pub Crawl.

My deal was a biker that got hit by a car. I made some disgusting fake scabs with gelatin and stuck real rocks in them. (Later in the night I learned that pulling gravel out of fake scabs hurts almost as much as pulling it out of real ones.)

Jenny got her wound on too:

I got a hair cut from my friend Garrick. He did a good job but I was itchy all night long after that. Hair really sticks to blood.

Some other good pictures I took:

Impromptu Thriller dance:

Claudia as Zombie Abe Lincoln:

More photos at the zombie pub crawl 2007 tag on Flickr.