"Brains behind" my PMs. Huh.
... ;)
Here was my response to that:
OH, NOES! OH, NOES! ZOMBIES found out that I have brains behind my PMs, and the ZOMBIES ARE EATING MY BRAINS! HELP! HELP! ZOMBIES MUNCHING ON MY LITTLE BRAINS!
Zombie A: Yum, `phfina's brains! Pretty good eatin'!
Zombie B: Oh, I dunno, Joe (What? Zombies have names?!?! When did this happen?), I've had better.
Zombie A, aka Joe: Eh, a mind is a terrible thing to waste. Munch-munch.
Zombie B: Yeah, I guess you're right. Munch-munch.
OH, MY POOR BRAINS!
(`phfina snickers)
;)
Move over Max Brooks, your World War Z ain't got nuttin' on me.
Can't touch this!
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