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Jan. 23rd, 2007 08:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
benchiladaOn my way to the bus this morning, two dogs being walked by neighbors started barking at me like crazy.
Perhaps they could sense that last night, in my dreams, I beat what may or may not have been a zombie dog to death.
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Look, in zombie situations you act fast. You turn a corner, there's a bulldog, you hit it in the fucking head with the nunchuks that the house you're in inexplicably has about 8 sets of, all hanging in the kitchen. And yeah, after the first hit, I kept hitting it. I figured that I hit its head hard enough to crack the skull the first time, so alive or dead, I really needed to finish the job.
Also, while I love cats, I could not fucking understand why we thought that staying in a MASSIVE, mansion-like house with thirty of them would be safe. Great, defensible house? Yes. World where dead animals become zombies? Umm, if you love somebody, set them free? Fast? Into zombieland?
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This is why I'm not allowed to sleep
Perhaps they could sense that last night, in my dreams, I beat what may or may not have been a zombie dog to death.
...
Look, in zombie situations you act fast. You turn a corner, there's a bulldog, you hit it in the fucking head with the nunchuks that the house you're in inexplicably has about 8 sets of, all hanging in the kitchen. And yeah, after the first hit, I kept hitting it. I figured that I hit its head hard enough to crack the skull the first time, so alive or dead, I really needed to finish the job.
Also, while I love cats, I could not fucking understand why we thought that staying in a MASSIVE, mansion-like house with thirty of them would be safe. Great, defensible house? Yes. World where dead animals become zombies? Umm, if you love somebody, set them free? Fast? Into zombieland?
...
This is why I'm not allowed to sleep
