"enjoying your beverage of choice. You feel pretty good because you finally finished packing that "almost perfect" BOB"

OK LED,

Frist, count the empty beverage cans.

Second, think about how much lighter fluid and duct tape you were sniffing as you repacked the BOB.

Third, maybe you just need to take a nap.

Or would that be Shaun of the Dead

Wake up, you're dreaming. Keep in shape, stay prepared. Next year is election year, when you get to vote for the zombie of your choice.

Sue

Cans? My beverage of choice comes in bottles!





C'mon Susan, don't insult zombies that way.

1) Drive up quickly to a video game store or local arcade
2) Gather up 5 hardcore teen gamers
3) Recruit them by telling that this is going to feel like a real thing and promise massive quantities of sugar/caffeine loaded snacks and beverages
4) Stop by costco or sam club to pick up such and a case of beer for yourself
5) On the way home try to remember where in your BOB you have earplugs
6) Put teenagers on the porch with guns and ammo telling them that only head shot counts
7) Retreive the earplugs, crack a brew and sit back
8) The end

I hear that if you sprinkle salt on them they do the same as slugs/snails...

Okay, if Milla Jovovich has taught me anything it's to raid my closet first. If I'm going to be fighting zombies, I gotta dress the part with some kind of corset-thingy, tight pants or stockings, and a lot of buckles and straps that don't really buckle or strap anything useful. Top it off with a trench coat and some kind of intense glare. In other words, look ridiculous.

With zombies, chopping off the head is the most effective means of dispatching them, provided that they are the slow-moving variety. So I'd grab a sharp cleaving instrument and go "axe" those zombies a few questions...

Next time you go shopping can I send my wife with you?

Christina,



Being somewhat of an expert on ridiculous things I respectfully request a picture of you in such an outfit (with and without the trenchcoat, for clarity). I suspect that such an image would not meet the requirements for "ridiculous" but rather would fall into the catagory of "Chicka chicka boom boom awoooo awooo hubba hubba shiver", a catagory I also happen to have some expertise in.

Sincerely,
-Blast, Ph.D.

Now Blast you should know better than to act like that your a maried man with a family! Now me Being single and all, Christina you can just forward all the above requested pictures to me.