If Zombies Invaded, Who’s Dinner First?
Picture this: zombies shuffling into town and suddenly, everyone’s worried about who’s next on the menu. I’m thinking it’s whoever still insists on microwaving a frozen burrito during a blackout (the smell carries, folks!). So who in your home base would get chomped first—Is it the snack hunter, the panic yeller, or the guy who never remembers to lock the doors? Toss in your best guess! I’m rooting for my nosy neighbor to go first—never trusted her with all those garden gnom