But remaining calm in a dire situation will serve me well when the zombies come, so I've got that going for me.
I can totally see that. Me? I'll continue to be avoidy.
So the new calendar for next year's school year? We have off a week at Thanksgiving. SO EXCITING. But they are unpaid furlough dates (not exciting).
Grrr, Tom.
Too bad you couldn't have thrown up on Dad while on the tea cups.
Not that I did that or anything.
Good news, Burrell!
But! But! HULK SMASH! Beserker rage!
For some of us, that would just be a recipe for trouble. And getting killed. I'm going to rely on my wiles! I wish both nearby malls had food courts, instead of just the one.
I am so tempted to purloin that for a tagline...may I?
Please do! Anything I can do to contribute to your violent nature and/or rep!
ION, I've been gluten-free for 2 weeks, and I just had 2 slices of pizza (frozen pizza, but still pizza) for my experiment. I await results.
Or, I hope, lack of results.
But! But! HULK SMASH! Beserker rage!
Well at that point, yeah, I'm screwed, but that's why you need to have a plan in advance! My friend & I spent a long cigarette break at work today discussing where to hole up when the zombies come. (If we're not at work, because we've already come up with a plan for that. Obviously.)
Sure, the other smokers looked at as funny at first, but after a bit we agreed that if we needed to flee, whoever got to Julian's boat in time should use it.
Tom, I want ita to go back in time and ask your dad if he watches Firefly.
Man, that's a great plan. I fully support it. Tom, I'm very sorry.
This is why I will not go to haunted houses and yet my mother to this day will insist -- INSIST -- that I liked them as a kid.
In theory, I should LOVE haunted house -type things. LOVE. I'm a big fan of the horror genre, and I want to move into the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. And yet, every time I have gone to a haunted house attraction, I do not have fun. My suspension of disbelief is too strong for my own good, sometimes.
(But I would LOVE to work at a haunted house attraction. Oh, that would be fun!)
wait, jesse, why a food court?
Zombies, in my world, are slow. And the people with whom I work are stupid. I might get by on my wits alone.
Oh man, does the spring time smell of major jasmine remind anyone else of Angel?
Whoo! Grr!
I admit, I'd use the apocalypse as an excuse to change my wardrobe and kill things. Saving people and extending my own life...sure, if it happens. I am so not the story's hero.
Hmm. I don't own a chainsaw. That could be a problem.