As I suspected...

Jan 14, 2010 15:06

 I'd be utterly useless during a Zombie Apocalypse.

Cue Dream:

I am discussing something with someone (#51)  from the Dallas Cowboys (I don't even know where this came from). A friend of mine from high school who I haven't seen in 5 years joins us. Zombies start showing up. We run, steal a car, shoot stuff (not me, I just run). Our car stops working, then John Winchester shows up to rescue us (of course). Except he shoves us into this black impala convertible with absolutely no windows and I'm freaking out because that means zombies can just reach out and infect us with zombie germs. So I duck down and hide under the backseat. The car malfunctions and I'm pretty much all "I TOLD YOU SO MR. WINCHESTER." He shoots me a dirty look and we run for this set of stairs. And then I fail because I'm the last one through and I forget to shut the gate that would stop the brain-eaters from following us. They're too stupid to open doors? So then Winchester tells me to go back and shut it, and I'm like, "Hell no. I'll close the next door (there's another one ahead of us)" Dallas Cowboy dude goes to shut it instead, gets eaten...and that was my dream.

Haha. Fun. 

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