It’s not like the movies.
Not like the movies AT ALL.
They’re smart. And fast. I’ve had to pile all of the furniture up against the door, because they picked the lock. A deadbolt, go figure. Only then did they resort to breaking the glass, forcing us upstairs. But they’re gathering supplies, neighbor’s ladders, and coming up the side of the –
Helicopters?
Come to rescue… no! It’s them, flying! They’re even smarter than we imagined. Okay, not all of them. The one in the corner trying to run through the tree trunk, not so bright. I think squirrels are smarter than him. So I wonder, do you retain a relative intelligence after you’ve been… transformed? That would be a fascinating thing to study, if only…
I’m out of ammo, and they keep coming.
I don’t think I can -
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That was highly entertaining.
Also, if ever you ARE attacked by zombies, you'd be better off with a crowbar than a cricket bat. ;)
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...either that or a hatchet. A hatchet might work well against zombies...
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...and I'm going to shut up now, because I sound crazy.
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Hollow point bullets? Hand grenades? (Even if you don't destroy the brain, if the body is in a billion little bits the zombie'll be hard pressed to do damage)
Good god, I'm actually seriously thinking about this.
...see you in the nuthouse!
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...and that's CLEARLY the answer to this dilemma! A pick-axe! Good ol' brain-crushing fun!
I know, the concept kind of sucks you in and you start giving the matter weighty thought. The worst part is, this is not the first time I've had a zombie-killing coversation...
Ha, maybe we can be roommates!
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...Especially since I spent a good part of my morning refreshing my friends page to see
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Isn't that the way it always is?