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Gran's Last Message
GRAN’S LAST MESSAGE Seems smelly old Gran wrote a note before she died the second time, it was found on her when the army picked up all the dead Zombies up off our street, it reads as follows: MUG DUM YUK UM DA HA CHEB LOK UM EM DAF, FAH YUM DOM DEFFO KAM, NUM YO, YOM YUM DIM WIT, NOM BIF NIE NOS BUG WAH LOM FRAIK Lovely, just how am I suppose to understand that, a thought crossed my mind to go across the street and see the last Zombie standing who was hiding in his potting shed, called Fred, I took a baseball bat just in case he was hungry like. I could see him shuffling around in the shed, so I just chucked the note in through the broken window and waited for a result. Out of the shed came a very loud . . . HA HA HA, HA HA HA, HA HA HA Come on, I wasn’t expecting that, what’s so funny like, Fred chucked out the now amended note back out through the broken window and turned away chuckling to himself . . . It read . . . Dear Indy There was once a time you were my one and only favourite Gran child, but: not now after you threw me out to those flamin’ Zombies, now you will never know where I have hidden my will, tough boobies Love Gran Ooops . . . Indiana Shaw . . . : /
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