So yesterday I was talking to Leigh about how the worst possible day for a zombie apocalypse to start would be April Fools Day because nobody would believe it was actually happening. or something like that.
I’d be strolling along down the street ahead of them, waving my arms, yelling
"No no it’s ok! It’s a prank! We got lots of fake blood! JOIN IN!"
Because I am the worst pied piper.