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I don't want to shoot my mom in the face. I want to shoot my zombie mom in the face. How am I suppose to keep a grown zombie woman in fresh flesh with the entire world becoming zombies? She wouldn't be happy, I wouldn't be happy, frankly she would smell the place up. Its just like in old yeller or the yearling. Didn't you watch Bambi as a child. You SHOULD understand.
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I feel like a balloon floating higher I’m touching a distant moon
I don’t think I’ll come down anytime soon
Ah my kitten I am so glad you’re the way you are
You’re my favorite living human by far
’cause you make this frightening world less bizarre
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