My Undead Life #2

by cloister
HEY. ZOMBIE BRAD HERE AGAIN. GET A LOAD OF THIS DOUCHE BAG. HE'S MAKING HIS WAY THROUGH A CROWD OF ZOMBIES BY PRETENDING TO BE ONE. HE'S WHAT I LIKE TO REFER TO AS THE WALKING DUMB. NOBODY, LIVING OR DEAD, IS GOING TO BE FOOLED BY HIS NERVOUS SHUFFLING. YOU'VE GOT TO LET HIM MAKE IT A LITTLE WAY, THOUGH. I MEAN, HE'S TRYING SO HARD. HE MIGHT AS WELL FEEL A LITTLE SENSE OF ACCOMPLISHMENT. BEFORE HE FEELS THE COLD ZOMBIE TEETH OF DEATH. OH, THERE'S ZOMBIE JENNY. SHE'S GOING UP TO HIM, SNIFFING, AND WALKING AWAY. CLASSIC! WELL, A ZOMBIE'S GOTTA EAT. IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME... tasty mortal - dead: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! I CAN ACTUALLY TASTE THE STUPIDITY. IT TASTES LIKE CHICKEN. VERY STUPID CHICKEN.