Til Undeath Do Us Part, Part 43

| Romantic | March 7, 2015

(So I finally asked my girlfriend the question.)

Me: “Babe. What if a zombie—”

Girlfriend: “—double tap. NO WAIT. I would cut out your teeth, chop off your arms, tie a rope around you, and keep you as a pet so you won’t get away, and zombies can’t smell me.”

Me: “Still see you have me on a short leash.”

(I am writing this from the couch, from where I need to sleep tonight.)


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