The Zombie came home today with this sneaky little grin on his face that was … ok fine I’ll say it – it was adorable. It feels weird to say that about a guy, let alone an undead guy, but it’s the truth.
Anyhow – he was carrying a bag from Target, sort of swinging it around happily like you can’t help but do sometimes when you’ve got a bag from a candy shop.
I pointed to the bag and said, “mind if I …” and he got the picture. He held the bag out, opened it up, and I glanced in.
It was at this point that I remembered my roommate is not a normal, boyish fellow with a bag but a Zombie (with a bag).
Thankfully, the contents were not Zombie snacks, though they were weird:
- Pack of D Batteries
- A box of condoms
I have nothing to support this but I think the Zombie had a date tonight!!