I had a dream about zombie apocalypse last night. Well, a nightmare one might call it. It was incredibly depressing and the whole situation just seemed completely hopeless, yet when I woke up I just went straight back to sleeping because I wanted to know how it all ended. It ended with somebody telling me it was all just a movie, there was no zombie apocalypse and I had wasted all that time trying to decide which shoes should I wear. (It's important - if you end up having to kick a zombie in the face you want to wear steel reinforced boots and not have a zombie eating your toes. Yes, I thought about this in my dream.) BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY.
So, here's the zombie that attacked me.
He's smiling, the bastard.
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