I blew away a fat dude today. His jaw was already gone and the lower half of one of his arms was mostly eaten away. He was wearing a shirt and tie, and brown corduroy slacks.
The thing is, I had the weirdest feeling of deja vu when I did it; like, I’d offed that particular zombie before. I mean, you put down enough of the walking dead, they start to run together. And I’m sure there’s been fat dudes with jaws and arms missing in my sights before, and no doubt will be again.
It’s just weird, you know?