I feel cheated. I was told through many movies the end of days would include zombies I could dispatch in many hilarious ways.
I've spent years perfecting my spud gun engineering and building skills. Keeping my stock of potato ammo fresh. Tons of old school Aqua-Net hair spray (propellant) religiously turned often and kept in a temp and humidity controlled room.
All for that time when I could take out a zombie with a hilarious spud head shot.
Instead I'm stuck with a noisy 17 yr old who doesn't have to go to school any more.
And I still have to work.
At least the stores still have beer well stocked.
I've spent years perfecting my spud gun engineering and building skills. Keeping my stock of potato ammo fresh. Tons of old school Aqua-Net hair spray (propellant) religiously turned often and kept in a temp and humidity controlled room.
All for that time when I could take out a zombie with a hilarious spud head shot.
Instead I'm stuck with a noisy 17 yr old who doesn't have to go to school any more.
And I still have to work.
At least the stores still have beer well stocked.