Midday of the dead
Zombie-Let’s think about this logically you only have 2 choices
Number one I eat you or you run and are torn apart by a group of us
Hi I’m Brian…wait was formally Brian deceased
Victim-I could get away…Brian deceased
Zombie-well I was bit this morning in edgington park about 9-9.30 and that 3 miles away and we have already spread here
Victim-wait did you pass abbey nursery
Zombie-oh sorry that’s gone like Easter to us
You know you think you would feel bad
but that’s one of the things
first thing to go feeling who knew
Victim-I could kill you
Zombie-
What with your plastic spatula
yeah the brain thing is garbage
Turns out we don’t need it
See we can make it amicable for us both
One bite somewhere unnoticed
Then it’s you and me for all eternity
Victim-like friends but I would be dead
Zombie-All the movies are garbage
For instance I know everything every other zombie knows..their talents skills secrets
Victim-So how do we do this
Zombie-let’s go inside I can feel a horde close by
We sit you in your favourite chair
I take a nibble maybe a pinkie
Trust me if there was a group they would tear you inside out
Just your hand waving a spatula from a pile of viscera for the rest of time
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