Running And Zombies And Poop, Oh My

| MA, USA | Friendly | September 29, 2014

(Everyone in this story is female. One of my friends is getting married, and I’m hanging out with her and her fiancée for the day picking out music for my group to play at the ceremony. We’ve been at it for a while and her fiancée has curled up on one sofa to play with her phone and take a break, and we’ve gotten rather off-topic…)

Me: “…so I need to make sure I’m training for the [Hometown] Road Race, even though I’m slow. Meb is running it this year!”

Friend: “Who?”

Me: “He won the Boston Marathon this year. I probably won’t see him, since I’ll be at the back.”

Friend: “I’d be screwed if there was a zombie apocalypse, I’m REALLY slow.”

Me: “Yeah. I can climb trees though; I don’t think zombies can climb trees.”

Friend: “That could work, sitting up there where they can’t get you.”

Me: “And if it’s a fruit tree, you could eat the good ones and throw the rotten ones at the zombies.”

Friend: “And poop on them. That would help.”

Me: “Well, if you’re eating that much fruit, you WOULD have to poop a lot.” *makes face* “We’re weird.”

Friend: “Duh.”

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