The intellectual equivalent of a ham sandwich.

My Zombie Roomy (2/22/10)

Ok … I’m not going to say anything either way, I’ll let you decide.

Last night I was sleeping and then I had a feeling something weird was happening, so I woke up and the zombie was in my room (usually he stands on the patio and stares at the rail, or he goes out). He was standing there with this like ‘hungry’ look or something.

So I got all freaked out and I yelled at him and he just stood there, staring at me all weird. I realized he was mumbling “brains” over and over.

Seriously. How creepy is that?

How do you let an overbearing gay freeloading zombie roommate know you’re not interested?

Comments on: "My Zombie Roomy (2/22/10)" (6)

  1. try wearing a C String to bed…I’ve been told they are a turn off.

    • DumbFunnery said:

      That’s not what your main swing told me! … Last NIGHT! OHHHH!

      Oh wait, yes it is.

  2. Wtf lol. That’s so creepy! Why do you live with this person!?

    I love how you say “usually he stands on the patio and stares at the rail” haha. Hilarious.

  3. Try hitting it on the head with a rolled up newspaper.

    • DumbFunnery said:

      You know I had been thinking your last name was Shendrik. Time to update my links section so I don’t reveal my ignorance there too.

      And also I think the zombie may be illiterate, so he’d just think I was belittling his intelligence (hmmm, future post methinks …).

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