June 18, 2012 · Denver, CO, United States · Shared with Your friends Friends So Ender the pirate was expecting the zombies.. Just not on that day... and thus they ate his brains..

Let's be honest at some point in my life. I was not into horror movies.  In fact I detested them.  Why? I lived in a terror filled reality.

Don't do that.

Don't do that.

Those priest are pedophiles.

Those priest had sex with nuns then had the babies murdered.

Don't do that.

In my reality Zachariah not Zechariah talked about nuclear war.

That on Dec 2017 Hawaii was nuked in some reality that I passed through is a truth.

So zombies..  Wild.  That I have been bitten twice means I must be the slow guy in the group.

Lost my foot and ankle to Necrotizing Fasciitis (Flesh-Eating Bacteria): Causes ... however I write this in 2012 means my dreams were wicked even then.

To become a zombie was not part of my desire in life.  I wanted more.  I guess I did not make it this time.

And next?

I am no longer sure there is a next time.

However I can tell you something.  I did play the game called life a little more than most.