Post by JaceMachine on Feb 18, 2004 11:41:04 GMT -5
Yeah, so last night I dreamt that I was a survivor in a city filled with the living dead.
I was up on top of a rooftop, about two stories from the sidewalk. Zombies milling about below.
I pissed over the fire escape onto their heads, and snickered.
Then the other guy who was with me, a cop in the cut of Sheriff Roscoe P. Coletrain, apparently had problems with these two OTHER survivors on the rooftop. Turning, I became enravelled in a battle of life an death with a crowbar wielding street thug, and some goateed heavy-set guy in a beige business suit.
We kicked their asses, then decided that they were more trouble than they were worth... alive.
So we kicked them overthe rooftop screaming and kicking.
When they hit the ground with broken bones, and the hungry dead were setting upon them, they began to scream and kick for a different reason.
I pissed over the edge onto their heads, and snickered as the zombies deveoured their flesh.
God, I LOVE Zombie Dreams!!!! ;D
I was up on top of a rooftop, about two stories from the sidewalk. Zombies milling about below.
I pissed over the fire escape onto their heads, and snickered.
Then the other guy who was with me, a cop in the cut of Sheriff Roscoe P. Coletrain, apparently had problems with these two OTHER survivors on the rooftop. Turning, I became enravelled in a battle of life an death with a crowbar wielding street thug, and some goateed heavy-set guy in a beige business suit.
We kicked their asses, then decided that they were more trouble than they were worth... alive.
So we kicked them overthe rooftop screaming and kicking.
When they hit the ground with broken bones, and the hungry dead were setting upon them, they began to scream and kick for a different reason.
I pissed over the edge onto their heads, and snickered as the zombies deveoured their flesh.
God, I LOVE Zombie Dreams!!!! ;D