You guys remember how, through some odd google rankings and a few posts I did on zombie research, and zombie love, and how google kept asserting me as a zombie expert, I somehow became the zombie queen? Okay, you probably don’t, but that’s why I’m reminding you.
Don’t be hemmed in by your own sex appeal. Dating the walking dead means never being not good enough for someone. That dashing, lantern-jawed Gucci model you see sometimes at Starbucks? The sultry sylph at your office with the wiggle in her walk? While asking them out before Z-Day would have resulted in them pointing you and hysterically guffawing while pantomiming vomiting sounds in the back of their throat, who’s laughing now? They’re dead and you’re alive. That means you’re the hottie.
And, next, the first zombie proof house. This house? Kinda awesome. I’d live there even if there weren’t a pretend impending zombie apocalypse.
If zombies did start roaming the streets, CDC would conduct an investigation much like any other disease outbreak. CDC would provide technical assistance to cities, states, or international partners dealing with a zombie infestation. This assistance might include consultation, lab testing and analysis, patient management and care, tracking of contacts, and infection control (including isolation and quarantine).
Of course, I think the CDC was trying to find a way to be amusing and encourage us to prepare for an outbreak of badness of any sort. But, still.
Image from blingcheese.com.