My love took himself to the dollar store one day a few months ago. These are the things he came brought home.
Me: Why did you buy face masks and a manual can opener?
Mr. R.: For the zombie apocalypse, of course.
Me: Well of course!
Just last night, we laughed about the whole thing all over again.
Me: Where are those things anyway?
Mr. R.: The can opener broke. I think there’s a mask left.
Me: You used them?
Mr. R.: Well, I still have one left for me.
3 thoughts on “Mr. R. and the Zombie Apocalypse”
God, at first I thought it was a breast implant. Sigh.
Yet another useful tool for the Zombie Apocalypse. Bah-hah-ha! 🙂
Love it!!! 🙂