The Walker Family

(My parents, sister and I are in our living room. My dad is surfing the internet on our desktop, while my sister is on her laptop. She, my mom and I are sitting on our couch. I scoot closer to my sister and start gnawing on her head.)

Mom: “What are you doing?”

Me: “I’m a zombie and I’m hungry.”

(I continue gnawing on her head. My mom addresses my sister.)

Mom: “Are you just going to sit there and let her do that?”

(My sister shrugs and doesn’t look up from her computer.)

Sister: “Eh, she’s having The Walking Dead withdrawals. It’s either she ‘noms’ on my head, pretending to be a Walker, or we have to watch season one and two again.”

Mom: *sighs* “Why can’t you be normal?”

Dad: “I gave up on her being normal a long time ago.”