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White Trash Zombie Apocalypse (White Trash Zombie, #3) White Trash Zombie Apocalypse by Diana Rowland
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“...with that I turned into a punching, struggling, kicking psycho redneck zombie bitch.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“I lost my virginity on the football field of East St. Edwards High School, and had been kidnapped from that same place years later. And now I’d just been in the thick of a crazed zombie mob on the Tucker Point High football field. Might be best for everyone if I avoided football in general from now on.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“The memory of the previous nights fun and games rose again. Hell this whole week had been weird. With the attack at the boat launch being the shit flavored ice cream on top of the crazy pie.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
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“I ran my fingers around the interior of the skull getting the last few clumps of brain mater and sucked them from my fingers like icing from a mixing bowl. Desperately not wanting to wipe my mouth, I straightened and moved to the surviving gun man, crouched and did a quick pat down to make sure he didn't have another gun on him. No weapons but I did find a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his shirt pocket. Grinning down at him I pulled the cigarette out and stuck it between my bloody lips and lit it, even allowed myself one sweet drag. Just one, didn't want to waste too many brains. But damn the moment called for it. I was reformed but I'd never be perfect. And that was okay with me.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“Overeating is the noblest of all causes.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“A zombie pretending to be a zombie pretending to be a zombie. Made me dizzy.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“God damn there is nothing better tasting in the whole damn world than warm brains when you were shot the hell up, like a cold beer after a long hot day of working in the yard.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“What was the proper etiquette for brain-eating? Pinky up? No slurping sounds? A dainty belch at the end?”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“No self-respecting zombie would be caught dead smoking.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse
“God damn, but there was nothing better tasting in the whole damn world than warm brain when you were shot the hell up. Like a cold beer after a long hot day of working in the yard.”
Diana Rowland, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse