Zombies'n'S**t Ep. 8

Time Keeps on Slippin'.....On Freakin' Loafers

I shambled onward, a smug smile spreading across my face.  The mass of rotting people drudged across another intersection.  Aside from the moans, we moved silently.  I spent most of my time staring at my feet.  Speaking of which, I need to look into getting a full pair of shoes.  One was missing the entire front, the other was........somewhere.  Huh.   When did I lose a shoe?  Also, loafers?  Really?  What kind loser was I before?

Maybe I was eighty when I kicked the bucket.

Hey, not with these shoes.

Hehe.  Get it?  Kicked?  You know, the bucket?  Hehe.  It's word play......Shut up, it's funny.  Sometimes I kill myself!  Kill?  Myself?  Eh?  Shut up.

We walked for a bit longer until we got to the base of an office building.  The whole way there, we had to bump through a fairly heavy saturation of undead already present on the street.  Now we had to wait.  You see, we couldn't just attack for no reason.  We had to wait until they did something to "draw our attention".

So we waited.  And waited.  Seriously, I may be dead, but I am still extremely impatient.  And what is up with all this damn waiting anyway!?

So after approximately four thousand and a half years, one of the Normies finally screwed up.  Glass shattered out from one of the street facing windows and showered those standing too close.  As one, those within earshot started a howl and started towards the building.  As they started pounding on the reenforced doors, those further away started slouching over.

I was caught along in the surge and was soon separated from Katherine and Carl.  I found myself, surprisingly, pressed against the glass.  Ah, what the hell!  I'll baa along with the rest of the sheep!

"BLLAAAAARRRRRGGHH!!"  I said.

Close enough.

Heehee.  A sheep with throat cancer, maybe.

"AAAAAGGHH!" I moaned.

I want a cigarette.  Why do I want a cigarette?

Reviews

[unspokenguilt]

:) Ahh ha Normies you've used it again, yay!! Lmao, "what kind of loser was I before?" I've thought of that myself before if I lost my memory what would my new self think of my old self or vice versa. As for the zombie code book, could John really be the only one who questions the way things are?

[C. Rose]

I like "I'll baa along with the rest of the sheep" and how impatient he is for an undead.

[wagonburner]

Word play. Mmmmm. Dirty.