All of my friends are coming up with “plans” to escape the zombie apocalypse.
I’ve already made one. Posh. I have an entire plan as to wear I want to go, what to do when I get there, who to bring, what to bring. The day will come and when it does I shall be prepared, not all these fools who decide that some guy eats another guys face and NOW it’s time to make up a plan to escape.
