In case of an impending zombie apocalypse, what would be your weapon of choice, and why?
My sheer turn of speed?
Or wait, they eat brains, don't they? I could let Avon convince them I don't have any, not really a stretch for him, but of course that would only work till they grab him and his tasty, tasty brain.
But if they eat the whole brain, then what makes new zombies? They've got to have something up there to walk around doing slow stumbly "target acquired"s, surely? I don't really get the whole idea of zombies; not very logical.
I'll ask Avon. He'll laugh at the whole thing and, you know, I might be able to get some sleep tonight.