i wish to come up with a song lyric for this signature, but no song lyrics are coming to mind
>take the trash heap to the supermarket.
You leave the shelter and relative safety of the collapsed rubble you call "home", and head to the relative danger you call "the supermarket" due to all the food a post-apocalyptic archaeologist like you could ask for.
You narrowly avoid hordes of undead and arrive at the supermarket.
> Search room
All the food is gone. All of it.
Well, shit.
>stick it in
In a fit of anger, you shove the trash heap into the nearest zombie's eye.
>randomly lick eyeballs
Realizing what you've done, you hurriedly lick it out and apologize profusely to the zombie.
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>Enter name.
>Bleat like a goat ironically.
Your name is Baaa Jones. You are currently wondering how the thread knows your true name.
>Retrieve arms from trash heap.
You retrieve your various guns and other shooty thingies and prepare for your daily trip to the supermarket.
>Retrieve trash heap from arms.
You retrieve your various trash heaps and other silly thingies and prepare for your daily trip to the supermarket.
>take the trash heap to the supermarket.
You leave the shelter and relative safety of the collapsed rubble you call "home", and head to the relative danger you call "the supermarket" due to all the food a post-apocalyptic archaeologist like you could ask for.
You narrowly avoid hordes of undead and arrive at the supermarket.
> Search room
All the food is gone. All of it.
Well, shit.
>stick it in
In a fit of anger, you shove the trash heap into the nearest zombie's eye.
>randomly lick eyeballs
Realizing what you've done, you hurriedly lick it out and apologize profusely to the zombie.