MOAR CHICKIN!

I've always been a fan of storytellers who can do a lot with a little.   And good zombie movies.  Put those two things together and you have the original Night of the Living Dead.  It was released in '68 and still holds up today.   And if this flick has taught me anything, its that little girl zombies are creepy.  Especially ones that are just gnawing on a bone. 

This was also inspired, in part, by this picture i took of my son massacring a plate of spaghetti.

So you get a freaky little zombie girl, going to town on a piece of chicken.
The colonel would be proud.