Wouldn't take me no time to get a bug out bag ready to leave although I might just bug in after outbreak to let shit warm over, it'll be easier to navigate when there isn't a panic and mass exodus. You don't want get caught in a crowded situation people these days are so quick to freak out about a simple cough or sneeze I'd hate to think how much hysteria seeing the living dead or other people getting bit and turned will cause. If I make it a month I'll judge by the decay on the living dead a good month of rot enhanced by being in a humid climate these things should be nothing but piles of goo. I'll probably live the rest of my days in the Florida Keys.
Hell yeah, Dude! A man could liberate a couple of zombie-owned boats, start a charter service and make a comfortable living.
Now where did I put that lost jigger of salt?
Because you know that the only things guaranteed to survive a zombie invasion or WW III are cockroaches and Jimmy Buffet.
Also how about we build one of these bad boys, Dad?
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That'd be a home improvement project I'd be up for.
Naw . . . I found a cave out back in the woods.
Oh, and for anyone wondering . . . my ex-wife can be OK sometimes - hell, I fell in love with her once. I just don't think that most church organists are built for the zombie apocalypse, you know what I mean? On the other hand, she may just discover the secret tone on the bass pedals that blows up their heads and saves us all.
I wonder how zombies would react to a Jimmy Buffet song?
Like the part at the end of Mars Attacks? Hell, that'd be rad, I could dig up your old P.A. and a couple of amps and drive her around town, exploding those walkers. :P