Monday, April 03, 2006

Dreaming of zombies

I dreamt I was talking to a zombie while backing slowly away. He was trying to convince me he wasn't a zombie at all. I finally said, "sure you're not. It's entirely a coincidence that your nose is rotting off our face."

"It's not," he cried. "It's rotting on!"

And then I laughed enough to wake myself up.

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