nonionay | (no subject)

I don't care if the Zombie Apocalypse is happening. I'm surrounded by zombies constantly! Just because it's the end of the school year and there's more running around than usual, doesn't mean I need to talk about it.
Really, I feel for everyone locked in their houses with their shotguns, but y'all are pussies. Every day I have to walk up and down State Street, passing upstream through the great zombie river. You know, they're not that bright, you learn to elude them, or confuse them. It's strangely satisfying messing with the head of something with fermented brains. Tell them you're exactly the opposite gender of what you appear to be. That'll usually get rid of them right away. They don't like anything that is more freakish than themselves.
So the streets are overflowing with the undead, I can't let that stop me! Just stick in some extra-strong earplugs, keep a cast-iron frying pan handy, and get on with life.