Well, Halloween has past.
Something happened on the Sunday before Halloween which I have been dealing with the past few weeks.
I tried dealing with it in a lot of ways. Acceptance, tribute, sadness, guilt. But ultimately denial and alcohol seemed to be most appropriate.
There was a girl I liked. She was very leggy. And very vavoom. How vavoom you ask? She went as Jessica Rabbit. THAT vavoom.
I was trying to charm her with my utter lack of charm (my non-game game as a friend put it), when suddenly she seemed distracted. Someone else in the bar had caught her eye. I knew I was cooked, and I’m a proud guy, so I politely ended our conversation.
Later that night, I saw her in the parking lot trying to flirt with the Zombie. I guess she goes more for the silent type (which I am most definitely not).
This is still a little harsh. It’s not easy to swallow being passed up for an undead cannibal. But hey, everybody finds somebody sometime, right Dino?
DumbFunnery 
Comments on: "My Zombie Roomy (11/17/11)" (3)
I can’t believe the zombie even would talk to her, since she clearly had no braaaaaaaaains.
(Insert WAH-WAH tuba noise here)
haha I like it … and also I wish I had a button that played that noise, that would be so useful for so many jokes I make
Some undead wing man your zombie friend turns out to be. I say the next time he’s eating brain sprinkle some hot chili sauce on it. That’ll learn him.