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.
