Hey gang.
Internet is playing up this evening... Zombie must have bitten through the ethernet cable again...
So... don't expect another ranty essay like yesterday. Let's just stick to those infected.
Could you marry a zombie?
Ask yourself that. Just think about it...
Returning from the grave might just be the most romantic thing your partner ever does for you... Like in Romeo and Juliet!
Extending the 'life' of a loved one might just be worth the daily stench of rotting flesh...
Did you think I meant a random zombie off the street?! Are you crazy!?
The point is, if you were engaged, and your fiancé took a bite, would you still go ahead with the ceremony?
Or would it be kinder to re-kill them?
God damn I'm not phasing this very well... Um... How can I put it...
OK, if true love never dies, why is it different now? Surely you could still love a zombie, right?
Otherwise it would be easy to headshot our friends and chainsaw our parents if and when they turn!
Now, the question is, could you put up with living with one zombie if you didn't want to kill them?
Sure, it would be dangerous for you, and the zombie might not love you back, but it would be great if they cured infection!
This is really the crux of it; If everyone looks after their undead loved ones, there will be less ghouls on the streets!
Everyone grab your kids, grab your wife, and grab your husband 'cos they bitin' everybody out here.
And hey, who knows! Maybe you'd enjoy married life with Dead-head McGee!
Loads of people used to go out with right arseholes... Perhaps this infected relationship would involve less physical abuse?
That's controversial! All I'm saying is that if you love the bad boys slash bad girls, they don't come much badder than this!
Hello, I'm Murray, and I'm a bitter, unloved bastard.
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