Until Undeath Do Us Part, Part 65

| Romantic | May 22, 2016

(I figure it’s time to ask my wife The Question.)

Me: “What would you do if I turned into a zombie?”

Wife: *without skipping a beat* “I would kill you; it would be hard, though.”

Me: “Welp.”

(A week or so later.)

Wife: *out of the blue* “I wouldn’t kill you. I would let you bite me and we would turn into smart zombies, join the collective of other smart zombies, and rule the world developing a system to steadily provide us with brains to prevent us from getting dumb.”

Me: “Wait, what?”

Wife: “I had a dream, and I couldn’t kill you when you were turned into a zombie.”

Me: “Oh. I love you, too.”

 

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