If Zombies Knock, Who’s Answering the Door First?

[AquaFern1028]

So, zombies poundin’ at the front door—who’s nominated to peek through the peephole first? I’m tempted to hand my husband a spatula “just in case.” What would you arm your designated greeter with—flashlight, broom, or expired MRE?

 

[GarnetDusk]

Gotta be my old hiking boots by the door—I’d toss those on and grab the garden hoe! Anyone else ever practice their “zombie defense stance” in slippers?

 

[OrbitJazz21]

So, zombies poundin’ at the front door—who’s nominated to peek through the peephole first?

Gotta say, in my house the first to answer the door is usually whoever loses at rock-paper-scissors—so it’s basically my wife, since she claims she’s “immune to fear” (but really, she just wants to show off