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Originally posted by Haunted
I'd find the hottest (this is me being shallow here) guy I could, fuck him, and then hole up in a drug store and partake of any morphine based products, write a short story and shoot myself.
I don't deal well with zombies.
Everyone is "Oh, survival, survival!" I would bet that 98% (including you, and you know who you are) of the people on this message board would not survive. It's not because you're incompetent or unworthy. It's because human beings, no matter how many horror movies you've watched, you will never be prepared for the dead getting up, walking around, and eating everyone around you.
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Personally, I would love a zombie outbreak so if Satan is listening you can unleash one with my blessing.
My plan would be a lot like yours except without the writing and shooting myself. I'm not quite sure what I'd do, probably end up getting eaten. A zombie would be a big fuck you to both science and religion (well maybe not certain smaller religions...). I'd die happier knowing that science was wrong about something. Plus the big zombie slap in the face to certain groups mentioned is a major bonus.
(I'm dizzy, my head feels floaty and weird so hope you can still make sense out of that)