zombie-apocalypse

Black Friday _ (AKA Zombie Apocalypse)Is an event of subset half-dead human like beings confronted with ravenous bloodthirsty monsters preparing to pummel down the doors mid-afternoon on Thanksgiving Day.

They all call me "Excuse me," even though my nametag clearly says "Jordan." It's like people don't actually exist while they're working. Workers are just tools who aren't supposed to have feelings or personalities. You don't become human until your shift is over. Until then, we're all just zombies. We're dead to the world: infected people who need to be avoided, unless, of course, someone needs to know where the paintbrushes are located.

I grab at Smitty and he at me, and, for one horrible, deperately embarrassing second we fly into each others arms like Shaggy and Scooby Don't.

John raised an eyebrow. __o you wouldn__ date someone like you?___h, hell, no. I__ insane, but that would be nuts.

Powell__ face appeared on screen. __t__ true, the doomsday crowd is a little crazy,_ she said, looking thoughtful. __ut that doesn__ mean they__e wrong.

Sanity is over-rated. It lacks color.

I killed a couple of people,_ Scooter said. __anna play cards?

What__ more insane? Hearing imaginary voices? Or not hearing the real ones?

Guns are not the problem. The species is the problem.

We don__ go in for that psychodynamic stuff around here. Those guys will talk you to death, clean out your bank account while they are doing it, and then invite you to come back and express your innermost feelings about being broke.

God exists. He has one wicked since of humor, and right now he__ having a grand old time punking the planet.

Her voice was small and distant, like she__ already left the room.

During our time together in this place Holly didn__ outright avoid me or treat me rudely. But she wasn____ow do women like to put it? She wasn__ emotionally available to me.

__an__ you see what they are?_ I said. __hey__e all dead._

The people inside the gym didn__ stand a dead drunk__ chance.

I wanted to see the bullet coming, wanted to know the exact moment of my death.

I felt a lunatic__ laugh welling up inside me.

This guy was a humorless bag of nothing but.