Joe: You would never survive a zombie apocalypse.
me: Why would anyone want to survive a zombie apocalypse?
Joe: There it is. You've already been defeated.
me: But I don't want to survive.
Joe: Exactly.
me: What kind of life would that be? Fighting off zombies all the time. What's the point?
Joe: The best and strongest will survive. Survival of the fittest. That's the point of the zombie apocalypse.
me: Oh. Eh, I still don't care. When the zombies come, just put me out of my misery.
Joe: Noted. Will do.
me: Be sure, though. Don't just see one or two zombies and off me. Wait and confirm it's really the zombie apocalypse.
Joe: No promises.
me: Maybe we should have a safety word, just in case I change my mind and want to live at the last minute.
Joe: Babe, it's the zombie apocalypse. There isn't time!
me: Fine.
Joe: Told ya. Zombie food.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
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what is it with men and the zombies?! everytime i can't find my glasses Al remind me that my poor eyesight will be why i could never outrun the zombies.
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