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I *knew* we should have gotten out of town this afternoon. Why didn't we? Our place is practically an anthill. It's crawling with zombies. We can hear them shuffling around upstairs and breaking stuff. They must have trashed the place! And the stench is unbearable!
doomsey and I are trying very hard not to gag.
Oh no! They must know that we're here. They're trying to break down both doors. They're at the windows too. Holy shit, they're strong!
I got my make-shift bat. I got my diet coke. They've battered down the door! HERE THEY COME!! Spray the motherfuckers until they die!!
*screams*
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Oh no! They must know that we're here. They're trying to break down both doors. They're at the windows too. Holy shit, they're strong!
I got my make-shift bat. I got my diet coke. They've battered down the door! HERE THEY COME!! Spray the motherfuckers until they die!!
*screams*
