Zombies!

I really hope that a zombie invasion happens. Not a lot of people can say that, but the opportunity of ever-present danger is so enticing it makes my head spin. I want to go around shooting stuff, making forts in old school buildings, and axing zombies like no man's business.

The cool thing about zombies are that there are so many of them, and that there is no shame in killing them. Always remember, zombies aren't people,they're zombies. Killing zombies is the name of the game, friend.

One of my friends has a particular awesome sword collection. I think that would be one of our main ports for supply. We'd be running around, cleaving zombies, stopping for a nice cup of tea here and there. I'm a crossbow man myself. The world's third most deadly killer, next to the French mantelpiece and carbon monoxide. Zombies can't tell where a crossbow came from, because they can't hear it, or smell it.

We'd need a good place to hole up, too. I thought about my old school. We'd steal as much food as we could from the kitchen, and then we would go to the upper school building. We would then proceed to break down the stairs because, as everyone knows, zombies can't climb. They simply don't have the coordination to do it. It's not there fault, though. They're zombies.

I'd be so pumped if I got this opportunity. I think I might cry a bit, actually. Happy tears, though. Happy tears are good.