Plus, I wondered if any of these celebrities were alive; or if Brangelina was now a zombified couple.

Sometimes you have to do something ugly so that something beautiful can grow.

One day, and it may be long off, but one day there will be bacon again. It might be mouse bacon, but that will do for me.

My Zombie apocalypse plan is simple but effective; I fully intend to die in the very first wave.

Seems more logical than undergoing all kinds of hardships only to die eventually anyway (through bites/malnutrition/or terminally chapped lips)

I'm sure my unique brain tastes the same as a normal brain. Actually, mine might be slightly tastier.

It ain’t how hard you are when you’re standing over top of someone that really matters. It’s how hard you are when someone’s standing over top of you that shows what you’re made of.