Oh snap, found another one from the end of april. 19 year old girl bites dog and mother.
Woman 'bites dog and mother': Analise J. Garner, 19, in drunken savage attack at family home | Mail Online
Oh snap, found another one from the end of april. 19 year old girl bites dog and mother.
Woman 'bites dog and mother': Analise J. Garner, 19, in drunken savage attack at family home | Mail Online
Last edited by CroZ; 06-01-2012 at 08:41 PM.
Hah! junior says to me, re the miami dude, that they shot him before they knew if he was one or not. And then he says, unless the victim 'turns'...
Does anyone remember the old "Creepy", "Eerie" mags? They had a story in there called "Jackass". The premise was that there was this drug out on the streets of London (late victorian?) the the desperate/destitute would inject. They would be transformed into these super-human demon-like creatures raping and murdering the rich. Then they would die . They called these attacks "jackassing".
Last edited by Kevin; 06-02-2012 at 02:14 AM.
It's funny I see this thread today, as both myself and my brother have spent the last week talking about this. There certainly is a very definite increase in zombie'esque attacks at the moment. I'm both armed to the teeth and kinda hoping this won't fade away. Sean of The Dead has left my with both an urge to wield a baseball bat of righteous retribution, and a serious lack of zombies.
Inside every writer there is a half craze barbarian that just wants to wail on zombies with a broadsword. To stab a vampire in the eye with a pen and shout a horribly cliched line about which is mightiest now then, eh? eh?
Due to the temporary lack of the aforementioned zombies we write books...and bide our time!
There will be a tipping point. Then, only two words will matter:
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Face-palm of shame.
So, after the Miami Face-Eater, a man has gone on youtube, with a friend filming him as he runs around the streets of Miami with a hidden microphone, fake blood on his face and shirt, and a necktie wrapped around his forehead (lol), making groaning and growling noises.
The result? Well, see for yourself. Try not to pee your pants from laughter!
Insensitive? Maybe. But the prank itself was hilarious.. Until he met his unfortunate end at the end of the video. Lol
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Oh no. Is it wrong that I couldn't stop laughing at that? His noises were so ridiculous that I almost did pee my pants from laughing.
He was on a bicycle at one point!!!! ha ha. And, he snarled at a shoe. lol
He scared people away as though he were loaded with machine guns! I guess people are terrified of crazies in general, now add in the threat of crazy zombies, and heck - I'd be running away too. Who am I kidding, I'd be running away if it were a normal everyday guy dressed in his suit just asking me what the time was. ha ha
"Don't you understand anything that's going on?
Buttercup shook her head.
Westley shook his too. "You never have been the brightest, I guess."
"Do you love me, Westley? Is that it?"
He couldn't believe it. "Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches! If your love were -"
"I don't understand that first one yet," Buttercup interrupted. She was starting to get very excited now. "Let me get this straight. Are you saying my love is a grain of sand and yours is this other thing? Images confuse me so - is this universal business of yours bigger than my sand? Help me, Westley. I have the feeling we're on the verge of something just terribly important."
-Princess Bride.
I think the end was the funniest part. I wish it had shown him getting the a**kicking he earned.
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I'm going to take over a Walmart super center, block off the doors, make a rope ladder so noninfected people can climb up to the roof (only when we want them too) plant an indoor garden to grow our own food when the grocery side runs out. but this needs to be done way up north so the bastards will freeze in the winter! (assuming we are going off of the they are really walking corpses idea) also walmarts up north (at least in upper michigan) have weapons and bullets in stock =)
Watch Dawn of the Dead (2004) if you haven't already. Then read Lord of the Flies - William Golding (again, if you haven't already). Also watch Quarantine (200. Combine the three and that's likely what will happen.
The shopping mall / supermart store seems like a good idea, until you're trapped in it and the group members begin to turn on each other in hostility, anxiety, frustration.. you name it, it'll show up!
And the zombies outside will be moaning and banging on the walls and glass nonstop, 24/7. It'll start to drive everyone nuts.
Someone will eventually say "I can't take it anymore! I have to get out of here! Who's with me?" then they'll take a small group and some of your weapons and leave. And they will screw up and some of them will get eaten and a few zombies will get INTO THE WALMART and SCATTER LIKE ROACHES..
Then someone will get BITTEn while fighting off the intruders!.. And once one person gets infected, it'll spread through the group like wildfire, until it's only you and your best friend left, running for your lives while your former friends stagger after you, moaning with dead fish eyes.
Then you're suddenly not liking WalMart anymore.
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I always thought 28 days later was the most realistic scenario.
If I hear any talk of mutiny I will throw them over board, if you get my drift![]()
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