Thursday, October 13, 2011

A Zombie Conversation


Zombie Rick: BRAAAAIIINS...

Victim: Ahhhhh Stop...Help... Ahhh! (running)

Zombie Rick: BRAAAAIIINS!

Zombie Dave: Rick.

Zombie  Rick: Shhh, Do you mind, I’m in character. BRRAAAAIINNNS!!

Zombie Dave: He’s just gonna run away, they always run.

Zombie Rick:  (stopping) You know, this sucks! I mean really. He’s not even running that fast.

Zombie Dave: I was really hungry too, damn it.

Zombie Rick: There’s got to be more to this. Other zombies are eating like kings, ya know. I’m practically wasting away to nothing, well I mean, other than the decomposition. You know what I mean.

Zombie Dave: I don’t follow.

Zombie Rick: Well half your head is missing, no wonder.

Zombie Dave: No mean, I dont understand what your getting at.

Zombie Rick: I’m saying we’re doing something wrong. BRRAAAAIINNNS!!!!

Zombie Dave: Why do you keep doing that?

Zombie Rick: Doing what?

Zombie Dave: The BRAINS thing, it’s really annoying.

Zombie Rick: Brains?

Zombie Dave: Yes, well no, I like brains too, but screaming out BRRAAAAIINNNS doesn’t really accomplish anything. It’s not like the victim is gonna stop running and offer them to you. You lose the element of surprise and it’s just bad form.

Zombie Rick: BRRAA... um... Sorry.

Zombie Dave: Dude, focus, other’s eating like kings. You were saying something.

Zombie Rick: Oh, Oh, yeah, Why don’t we run as well?

Zombie Dave: Cause it’s stupid. Bodies rotting, pieces falling off, running would make us fall apart, don’tcha think?

Zombie Rick: Really? We should try it.

Zombie David: Don’t you remember Marvin?

Zombie Rick: Marvin?

Zombie Dave: Yes, Marvin, brown-blood hair, missing his ears, nose askew?

Zombie Rick: I miss my nose. Oh wait, Marvin! Yeah, I remember him. Smart guy.. er..zombie.

Zombie Dave: He’s a head.

Zombie Rick: I know, I said he was smart.

Zombie Dave: No, I mean he’s a head. Just a head now. He had delusions of humanity and tried to chase some teenager, well first his legs splintered, then when his torso hit...well.. it wasn’t pretty. Now he spends his time pushing himself around with his tongue.

Zombie Rick: How does he scream BBRRAAAAIINNS then?

Zombie Dave: He doesn’t, it’s all “BBWWWAAAAAA” nowadays. Pitiful, if you ask me.

Zombie Rick: I agree. I’d rather be dead, well deader. Hmm.. how exactly would one classify our existence.

Zombie Dave: That's stupid. Dude, we’re zombies. We can’t change it, just accept it man!

Zombie Rick: Maybe there’s something better out there. Maybe we were made for something else.

Zombie Dave: A piece of your scalp just fell off.

Zombie Rick: Damn it! I liked that piece.

Zombie Dave: Holy shit! There’s a fat guy walking this way.

Zombie Rick: BBRRAAAA..hmpf..  (Dave covers Rick’s mouth)

Zombie Dave: Dude! I will knock your frickin head off if you do that!

Zombie Rick: Sorry, I can’t help myself.

Zombie Dave: We need to surprise him.

Zombie Rick: Two zombies have a philosophical conversation isn’t surprising enough?

Zombie Dave: You know what I mean. Wait until he gets closer and attack him.

Zombie Rick: We could just use this pistol I found on the policeman zombie.

Zombie Dave: We need a... what? You have a gun? Why the hell didn’t you use it a few minutes ago?

Zombie Rick: It wasn’t very sporting that way. You know, thrill of the chase and all that. Like the natives use to do it, more challenging. Don’t you agree?

Zombie Dave: You’re such a dumbass sometimes. Didn’t you learn anything in zombie orientation?

Zombie Rick: Well they didn’t say anything about using guns in orientation either did they?

Zombie Dave: Well no... but this is different. We’re STARVING!

Zombie Rick: The easy way is not always the right way. Don’t you agree?

Zombie Dave: Are you serious? We can end the hunger right now, just shoot him.

Zombie Rick: Hello... If I shoot him, then zombies all over will take it as assumed permission to shoot as well.

Zombie Dave: What do I care?

Zombie Rick: You don't have a gun. Will it be fair to you if others who have guns simply started using them? We have to have standards. Take some pride in your work dude, don't take the easy way out.

Zombie Dave: You're right. I'm so ashamed.

Zombie Rick: Don't sweat it. It will stay between you and me. Now do you still want those brains?

Zombie Dave: Well of course.

Zombie Rick: Then shall we?

Zombie Dave: sigh...... ok.....  BBRRAAAAAIIINNNS!

Zombie Rick: BBRRAAAAAIIINNNS!




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