Zombies. Zombies are in your head, most likely eating your brains. Quite honestly, I'm perfectly fine with that. I don't consider myself to be a zombie aficionado. If you consider yourself one, please say this out loud. If you're not ashamed of what you just said, please stop reading this. However, like I said I'm not an expert on the subject, but I don't see the downside to having my brain eaten by a zombie. In any zombie movie I've ever seen, there is usually a small pack of norms running away from the zombies so they can continue the human race. They spend their entire non-zombie existence in fear. They have to fend off the zombies with their tanks, and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns, but ultimately, most of them die. When they do die at the hands of a zombie, they then usually turn into a zombie. So, the question I am posing is this: Would you rather
A. Run around terrified avoiding zombies at every turn, or
B. Chase around norms with your zombie buds, eating brains and high fiving.
I'd choose the latter. Wouldn't you much rather be the lion than the gazelle? Therefore, I've decided that in the event of a zombie attack, I'm getting my brains eaten immediately and will play the rest of the battle out on team zombie.
So, now you're saying, "I have principals, one of which is that I am against eating other people". That's admirable, but honestly you probably would only have to eat your friends' brains for maybe a few months. After a while, we'd probably run out of people, and everyone would be zombies. After that I imagine we would just start eating animals, which is what we do anyway. You're a vegetarian you say? If so, then you have some major issues to work out before you even have time to worry about zombies.
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