B and I were at home and the phone rang and said something about zombies and we opened the door and there was some small critter there and we had to kill because it was zombie-fied. This went on for a few days, and I distinctly remember there being a zombie praying mantis and a zombie crow.
Then Brandon had to go out of town for a awhile (where or why I don't recall.) and I was outside talking to the neighbors and there was this woman standing under this tree and I realized she was a zombie and I started yelling at everyone, and some cop tried to shoot her, but he was a moron and no matter how many times I said 'shoot her in the fucking head' he could not grasp the concept... so I finally hit her on the head with some large blunt object (pick-axe, maybe?)
Anyway, so everyone decided to go back to their apartments (I know, brilliant) because it was getting dark- and everything is more scary at night, you know. I talked this girl into going back to my apartment with me because she was in training for the military and had a gun.
We got inside and I opened the patio door to make sure there was no one out there, and there wasn't. Then I shut it and realized that I had shut Nima out, so I opened it but I hadn't really shut Nima out- there was a little brown Pug out there. (Hence forth referred to as 'Pugsly.') So I let him in and we were going to see if he turned into a Zombie-Pug (which he never did.) Then I shut the blinds, but they kept blowing about, which was really bugging me because I didn't particularly want to see outside.
We had a gun and I kept forgetting to get it out and put the bullets in. It was severe ADD time in dream-land and that was problematic. The Military chick was in the bathroom and I looked out the peephole and there was a zombie there and then I turned on the patio light and there was this creepy old blond-haired zombie wearing a red flannel robe. Neither of them were trying to get in because they "weren't hungry yet." I considered shooting red flannel robe guy, but was very concerned about breaking the glass on the patio window and didn't want to open the door and give him motivation to move.
Military chick came out of the bathroom, and when I woke up (when Brandon got up for work) we were trying to decide which door she could go out to smoke a cigarette... even though there were Zombies at both.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Zombi-fi-cation
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