Mar 28, 2005 20:34
After five solid weeks of homework my work ethic is shot. Come on, I'm in COLLEGE; 'Do you know what that means? Drunken orgies with Cliff Notes every now and then.'(Roxbury)
I saw a sub commercial that ripped of Napoleon Dynamite. The advertisement was vaguely irritating in its ineptitude, the 'Napoleon' character wasn't feeling it.
On thursday, in the half-hour between our lab (where we acted like idiots, screwed with a magnetic stirring machine we weren't suppose to touch and I was stealing strips of magnesium like it was going out of style) and our comm class (where we either zone out or annoy other people in the class) Dustin and I were trying to finish off as many pints as we could. Anyway, I initiated a very interesting topic: would you kill your girlfriend if she were bitten by a zombie? His answer: 'yes, without a second thought. I don't feel anything anymore.' I'm not going to try and analyze this answer.
So my question is this: if your significant other were bitten by a zombie and this meant acute or eventual zombification, would you kill them?
And I don't mean your ex or anything, I mean one you are really in love with when they are bitten. I think I would, I mean, that's no fulfilling type of un-life. I would get blind drunk about it later and probably become that 'morose guy who displays no emotion' archetype that they always have in the movies. Feel free to comment on this.
Works Cited:
A Night At The Roxbury. Prod. Lorne Michaels, Amy Heckerling. Dir. John Fortenberry, Amy Heckerling. Perf. Will Ferrell, Chris Kattan. DVD. Paramount Studio, 1998.