I know a lot of people think zombies are cool, but I kind of hate zombies. I know this is a pretty weird
thing for me to say, but it’s a very recent development. I’ve only just now started feeling this way about
zombies, so let me elaborate. You see, a zombie wants only one thing in life, and that’s to eat your dang
brains out. There’s no problem with that, that zombie can do whatever they want with their life, but it kind
of makes me sad. Once they are done with eating your dang brains out, they go right back to feeling as if
they need to eat your dang brains out. If you’re really gonna be like that, what was the point of the brain
you just ate, zombie? Did you not feel fulfilled for eating that brain? It’s depressing, those zombies really
can’t catch a break. Something as finite and short as the process of eating your dang brains out is not
something to base your life around. It just leaves you feeling empty afterwards.