Brilliant—imagine a horde of zombies slowly shambling toward the library, only to be halted by a stern lecture on the importance of returning books on time. I’d love to see them try to dodge a mountain of paperwork and late fees.
If the chocolate runs out and the red tape doesn't work, my next move would be to disguise myself as a garden gnome and stand very still in the yard. Zombies never seem to suspect the quiet ones, right? Plus, I'd finally get to put my mossy hat collection to good use.
Honestly, the real question is: would a zombie even be tempted by a compost heap, or would I be safe hiding under the pile with last year’s potato peels? Anybody else got a garden-themed escape plan, or is it just me?
