On Halloween, my son threw out an interesting hypothetical, and I had to pass it on.
If you survived the zombie apocalypse and had to spend the rest of your life hiding out, where would you hide, what would you do, and who would you take with you? (Assuming they also survived the initial attack or whatever.)
My answer: I would take my family (whoever was left) and my bestest friends and hijack a cruise ship, which we would sail to a deserted island in the Caribbean (or near Tahiti—either way) and we’d live on fresh seafood, pineapples, coconuts and bananas and live a long and happy life. We’d live in houses like the Swiss Family Robinson and wear grass skirts and no shoes, except on special occasions when all the ladies would borrow evening gowns from Ginger and Mrs. Howell. We’d even have radios made of coconuts, thanks to the professor, and Mary Ann would make coconut cream pies every day.
Then I would write the story of the zombies on a book made of tree bark and pass it down to the remaining generations of survivors.
Yeah, that’s definitely what I’d do. Sounds like a great life to me.
Okay, your turn. Go!
7 comments:
Sounds like a good plan. I'd join you on the boat with all my family.
Haha it takes guts to date yourself by indulging in a Gilligan's Island fantasy! I'm on team Mary Ann.
I think I'd stick with the boat part and just sail around to wherever I liked best that was less zombie infected.
I like your plan. I think I'd have to find a good mountain hideaway though, build a cabin, learn to hunt. Hopefully my family would be there too, and someone with some killer wilderness survival skills.
SOunds like a good plan... unless they start coming out of the sea like in The Dead Tossed Waves. Ick.
Ooh, I want to go with YOU. Sounds like a perfect plan. :)
That IS the perfect plan! Plus it sounds so fun. =)
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