Thanks to the awesome people at Madman, we have three copies of Dead Snow to give away. To go in the draw to win one, just leave a comment telling us what you would do if Nazi Zombies wanted to crash your holiday…
WIN: Dead Snow
On January - 23 - 2010
Get the hell out of there!
Make them pay for the beer.
Id run away lol
Well your probably dead anywho so probably pull up a seat and have a cold one. Go out happy.
I’d grab my twelve-gauge double-barreled Remington made in Grand Rapids, Michigan, it retails for about a hundred and nine, ninety five, it’s got a walnut stock, cobalt blue steel, and a hair trigger and I’d blast shell after shell into undead-sourkruat-loving-sonsabitches!
Scream and run for my life!
I would deploy the power of the three most terrible to repulse said evil Nazi zombie. 1 set up a big sheet and project the ‘movie’ Gigli, on loop!. 2 Ring AMWAY and tell them to organize a conference to a perspective and open minded group that have lots of rich friends that they don’t mind losing. And third set up a stage for Vanilla Ice’s dance academy.. If they can get through that they deserve my flesh quite frankly..
I’d invite Woody Harrelson along
Well I hope they like camping. If not I’d probably impale a few with my tent poles. That’ll serve a s warning to the rest of them and keep the drunk boaties away too… Shhhhhhhh, the kids are sleeping show some consideration!!
Stay home instead and go on holiday another time…
Unhook the caravan and head for home!
I’d open a theme park with Nazi Zombies as the main attraction.
Two words: Flame thrower.
barbecue them up. Nothing like a flaming nazi zombie to roast marshmallows over.
I’d invite some friends, we’d have ourselves a little cook-out. That guy with the axe in the trailer is invited too.
I’d lock myself up in an American mall; the American part is vital because I’m pretty sure they’re the only country that have gunstores in their malls. And, you know, I’d be in like Florida or something – Palm Springs, sunning myself. I’d barricade myself in the mall, fend off fetid zombies with my shotgun and judicious use of the security system, sleep in iKEA’s demo suites, and eat from the food court. It would be great.
Unleash the chainsaw
I’d run up a flight of stairs….oh hang now, that’s daleks.
It doesn’t matter what the nationality or political party the zombies belong to; the zombie escape plan is always the same!
Bring in the guns and swords, my daughter and I will take great care of them, right down to every bloody detail.
this is when I would be thinking I should have payed more attention to rules the main character gives in the film zombieland.
I would hot foot it am not messing with them!