Goodbye Rotting Meatbags
I just found out that I am an absolute Bad-Ass and I had no freakin' idea! A good friend of mine had a link to this Zombie Survival Test and I scored big time. Turns out that I would survive for 2 years on my own. That is way longer than any of those schmucks in a zombie flick. Losers! I'm going to strut into work on Friday I shout to the whole store, "I KICK ZOMBIE ASS!".
posted by Sir Seanface @ 11:15 PM
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I knew it!
YOU ROCK. You will have to save my sorry booty and my husband's sorry booty. we both scored 6 hours. HELP Mr. Garbage Juice, HELP!
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I know nothing of zombies, I need some zombie education.
Hey piggly does your husband's sorry booty have a cool nick name? Just wondering.
I'll work on it.
Rule #1: Destroy the brain.
Rule #2: If you get bitten by a zombie you are infected and will become a zombie, therefore I must shoot you in the head before you "turn". No hard feelings.
I'm gonna kill you, but no hard feelings?
You could of at least said, "Sorry, I must shoot you in the head before you turn".
Rule #3: If you get bitten by a zombie you are infected and will become a zombie, therefore I must shoot you in the head before you "turn", Except for TaterTot. "Damn that was close TaterTot. Looks like that zombie got a taste of your arm. Hey! Look over there! Is that a Mai Tai?" Click, BANG!
I do it because I care.
I'm touched by your thoughtfulness. Please let me drink the Mai Tai first though.
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