It's amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.
“I need a gun,” said the six-year-old.
“Not a real gun, right?”
“No, not a real gun… Unless there are real zombies.”
“Oh, okay. Good.”
“I need a gun,” said the six-year-old.
“Not a real gun, right?”
“No, not a real gun… Unless there are real zombies.”
“Oh, okay. Good.”