Slow zombies, they shouldn't be able to move their knees

I'm thinking both.
for so many reasons, but slow moving Zombies in video games(movies are a different story) are not as scary as fast moving. *shiver* they keep you on your toes.

I hate zombies!

i hate zombies. worst phobia i have are zombies. O.o so i dont care if they'er slow or fast. i dont want to see them ever...

(when i was a kid i had a nightmere and walked to my parrents room. but i must have still been partialy asleep becuse i could see zombie arms comeing out from under thier bed as i was trying to hide from them in the covers.... i dont like zombies)

Where is the BOTH option?? lD

I prefer slow zombies, for one they are way more realistic, two i have a better chance of survival, and three, if they were slow and you were trapped with no possible way out, they'd slowly get you which makes it more terrifying because you know it's inevitable that your going to get eaten, whereas fast zombies would make mince meat out of you within seconds XD so slow zombies to me are much more terrifying.

i prefer classic slow zombies. evven though they're still scary as heck at least i can get away!

Have you ever imagined being in a tiny bathroom, locking up behind you and minding your own business brushing your teeth, when suddenly, from behind the bathtub's curtain, comes a low, coarse moan. You stop brushing your teeth, you look behind you. Another moan, this time more fervent. You realise that something is behind that curtain. Asking yourself what it is, berating yourself for closing in, curious for all the things it might be, freaked out by all the things it might be, you finally decide it's probably just your friend having a hangover. Then you notice an utterly disgusting, foul stench in the air. Nauseous, you pull the curtain to see just what your friend has been doing.
You freeze in fear. Instead of your friend, there are ragtag shoes, missing toes. Open wounds in the legs, filled with maggots, inflamed bags of pus litter open air intestines wrapped in dirty, torn clothes. Dark, bloated skin stretches from the neck to a dislocated jaw filled with rotting teeth. A missing nose between two pale eyes, covered in thin hair. The corpse realises your presence You realise what it is. You freak out. You scream. Scream horribly. Your screams mix with the moans of the creature.
Finally, survival instincts kick in, you make a run for the door. The corpse shuffles awkwardly behind you, toppling head over toe over the rim of the bathtub. Moaning, it makes it's way towards you, trespassing the few feet that seperate you from it with it's one arm surprisingly fast. You manage to drop the key to the bath room in panic, it slides behind the toilet. Only about three feet left between you and it. Hastily you stretch your arm into the awkward area between toilet and wall. You cannot reach it. Two feet and a few inches. You try to reach for it again, stretching all you muscles to the utmost extent. Two feet. The stench of it and the stench of the toilet nearly make you hurl. Then you have an idea. There is a cillit bang container on your right. With it, you can reach for the key and slide it on the ground towards you. One foot.
Never before have you so shakingly put a key into the door. As you finally unlock the door, the corpse coul already reach you with it's fingertips. Violently you tear the door open, knocking it into the corpse's face just as violently, a muffled grunt coming from the pain resistant creature. You shut the door. Finally save. Breathe. Take a break. You are safe.
You open your eyes. You realise that you are doomed. Standing in the hallway, all your party guests are now as lifeless as the one in the bathroom. Gnawed, rotten bones potrude from bodies stretched to the utter limit of what their skin can contain in terms of bloated gases. Preying, lifeless eyes locate their next meal.
They shuffle towards you.

Fast zombie version:
You open the bathroom door, step in and close it behind you. A terrifying howl makes you freeze in fear. Before you can scream, something jumped from behind the curtain of the bathtub and sinks it's teeth into your throat. unable to scream, you watch in helpless fear as your entrails are ripped out and feast upon by a foul and rabidous creature.

So, there you have it. That's why classic zombies are better than newer zombies. But newer zombies cost less to film, and make for an easier slaughterfeast. That's why they are cheaper, too, in my opinion.

I find it most important to note that zombies are only truly horrifying to me if they are truly undead, meaning that they are walking corpses, not braindead humans., meaning that you CAN'T kill them, no matter what. Even if you vaporize them with a meat grinder, the fleshy parts and tears of skin should be slugging after you, as if they were alive and able to eat you.

I used to hate seeing fast zombies, like in the Walking Dead (although I still love the series) because real zombies are slow, but I guess there would be a lot less action then, so fast zombies have my vote ^^