| I've got nothing for you today, dear readers, so instead I'll give you a word problem: A zombie is approaching you from the north at .01 MPH. A second zombie is approaching you from the west at .03 miles an hour. Which one of your friends do you sacrifice so that you can run back into the mall and barricade the doors? Show your work. |










Online friends or real life friends? On the former, I've got a couple suggestions. On the latter, I need to meet a couple people in person first.
Ack! The really problem for me is that, among my immediate circle of friends, I'm the oldest, likely the slowest of foot, and blind to boot.
Damn, I'm zombie chow!
Because you know they plan to let me get noshed on while they make their escape.
I shall have to plot their downfall, relying on age and treachery to survive.
Bob. Me - Bob = Me.
Hmmm... well, since Michael seems to be feeling sacrificial... I don't know him really well, but I only have annoying coworkers that I'm willing to push down. Like my husband's boss. Of course, he's Kosher... do zombies like Kosher?
All of them. Most of them will happier as zombies anyway.
I have friends??? Whooot!
I say we all break and run and let karma decide.
The one with the most meat on their bones. Will keep the zombies busy for a few minutes.