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Aug. 15th, 2007 12:15 am...so then the zombies really did invade, and it turns out that the only survivors were the people who had a Zombie Preparedness Plan. Ours worked like a charm; we got away with a speedboat and a tall ship, although there were an awful lot of dogs on the ship for some reason. We had to get across the lake to a major WalMart distribution centre where we were told supplies were available before going north, despite the fact that [info]juniper200 kept sending laser signals for us to haul ass north to her island fortress...
And then I woke up.
What is it with every single dream I have lately being a horror-film trope? I mean, actually, it would be awesome to make a film about a zombie invasion wherein people survive due to forethought and good planning, but what's up with all the dogs?
I'm going back to bed.
And then I woke up.
What is it with every single dream I have lately being a horror-film trope? I mean, actually, it would be awesome to make a film about a zombie invasion wherein people survive due to forethought and good planning, but what's up with all the dogs?
I'm going back to bed.