Zombie yoga?

Knowing a certain recurring character on this blog, I so wish I had the time to take a trip into New York City on Sunday afternoon to participate in this.

How do you plan to spend next weekend?

With 200 zombies. Doing Yoga. In New York.

* Tattered clothes. Severed Limbs. Blood. Guts. Brains. The works.

** Chanting. Meditating. Posturing. The usual.

*** Where else would you do it?

‘Nuff said.