The other day I walked out of my house to see a dead mouse lying on the porch.
I didn’t think much of it, other than the fact that I was glad it was outside the house rather than inside, so I just kicked it off the porch and went on with what I was doing.
The next day, I walked out to find, what I presumed was a different dead mouse, laying in the same place.
I was a little worried by now because I haven’t really had any trouble with mice, there’s enough snakes and other wild creatures around to keep them from entering the house. I kicked this mouse off the porch as I did the day before.
The next day, I walked out of the house and what did I see? A dead mouse, in the same place. By now I was growing deeply concerned. A quick inspection of the mouse showed that it had started to decay, leading me to believe that it was the very same mouse.
Now, I’m not one to believe in the zombie apocalypse but I have to say, I’m quickly becoming a believer. How else does the same dead mouse end up in the exact same spot three days in a row? It has to be zombies, that’s the only logical explanation.
Fortunately, there’s millions of believers out there, just waiting for skeptics like me to come along so they can persuade them that zombies are real. So it really wasn’t all that hard for me to figure out what I needed to obtain in order to prepare myself for the impending attack of the “undead”.
I’ve packed my:
I’m ready…are you?