The Diceman
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I wish people would stop referring to it as the Harry Potter generation. It’s depressing.
It didn’t define my childhood, or my life now. It’s only a part of it because it’s been forced onto EVERY FUCKING BODY.
If I wish to read sub-par children’s books, I will. Otherwise, don’t force your…
I love movies, and I especially love scary movies. to my friends this is absolutely no surprise. in almost every single circle I run in, I am by far (usually) the one who can list every zombie movie since 1940 on, Knows that I am legend was what spawned all zombie movies (Romero ripped off the concept from the book), and can recite with a geeky yet superhuman resolve, one liners from the majority of slasher flicks from the good ol’ grindhouse days.
that’s why when I came across this image, I had to tumble it. It showcases the americana if you will, of the cinema, the majesty almost. just fucking gorgeous if you ask me.
In the event of the inevitable zombocalypse, I should inform everyone that i am no holds barred, the first person that will shoot you in the face if you get bitten. You may be saying to yourself…
“self? why would I follow this guy if he would shoot me within one second of me becoming infected with the zombie virus?”
Well you see my dear zombie fodder, it’s also because i would shoot the infected guy next to you so full of lead that you could use his infected brainstem as a number 05 click pencil.
Zombies are not friends, they are not funny, they are srz bznz and to be treated as the shambling targets of our unadulterated, cold, and calculated disposal.
So I repeat. in the event of a Zombocalypse, follow me.
