it began in the dorm rooms as i was playing rockband with Marcel, Smith, and Kelley. we turn the news on and see that zombie apocalypse has begun. we start thinking of the best way to survive, especially since were in a city. we walk downstairs to the conveniently placed wall of weapons. i pull of a m-16 with red dot and stopping power you know from call of duty, a Dessert Eagle, A big ol Rambo knife, and my signature University Staff, also a backpack full of ammo some food n drinks and a stick of deodorant for the ladies. we brace ourselves and start hiking to the water front a 20 minute bus ride or 2 hour walk without zombies, i dont know what that is on zombie time, but we begin our quest to target what i think is our best bet for survival. im assuming we will make a lot of encounters be them zombies or no i am quite confident in our ability to over come them since we have been studying zombies for the past few weeks together. after we fight our way to target we either kill whoever is there, make friends with them or steal all there stuff then kill them, block up all the rear exits and post the fuck up with some tasty weed. knowing that nothing in movies ever goes according to plan why would this but i anticipated this. now everyone knows zombies cant swim we have a hefty boat across the street a decent distance away that u would have to swim to it, and if things get nasty we hop on that boat and head to our next destination.

Sound like a Plan?