Howdy.
I'm here to kick zombie ass and chew bubblegum... And bubblegum is a rare luxury in the apocalypse...
I'm implying that I primarily kick zombie ass... Even though we both know I don't...
Not that anyone reading for the first time shou... You get the idea.
Erm...
Ever notice how the moans of the undead kinda vary in pitch?
Doesn't that scare you? Like, what if they learn to communicate? Then we'll be screwed!
The only thing we have over those lively cadavers is our intelligence! (and... our speed, but... let's forget that for now...)
Oh god, I'm shaking at the very thought of a co-ordinated undead attack effort...
Might this be the end? We weren't ever the superior side... Just the last few to be improved?
Armageddon Blues!
Now, here's a tip; Know where your spade is.
Use it as a weapon, for moving infected corpses, building zombie pits, digging graves...
Perfect for post-outbreak daily life!
You should sleep with a shovel if you don't have a firearm...
Emergency midnight gardening infected defence instrument, or EMGIDI, if you prefer.
Anyway, I had better blog off, they're getting quite active outside...
Happy trails!
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