This is what my son said to me today. " Mom, I know a way we can slow down the zombies while we are doing the final touches to fortify the house." " Ok, I'll bite, how can we do this?" I am not really paying attention to him because he makes fun of me all the time about " my zombies". " Ok, listen up MOM. Take the truck and go into the city and gather up a dozen or so gang banger's. Get plenty Mom you are going to need to drop a few out of the back of the truck as the zombies come after us. Me, " HEAVY SIGH." As we pull into the drive we will already have plenty of people with guns pointing at the truck to keep them from shooting or getting away. The rest the gang banger's we will chain around the perimeter of the property to give the zombies something to munch on while we finish our work." " OH MY GOSH, where do you come up with things like this!" He is laughing as he walks out the door.
