Zombie Cafe

Brains should always be served Rare..... maybe scrambled.

The good people at Capcom are my Wife’s absolute favorite people.  Here’s what happened to me the other night.

Out of a dead sleep (No pun intended) I bolt upright awake to the sounds of zombies attacking.  To my bitter bitter disappointment it is not the start of the zombie apocalypse it’s my wife playing “Zombie Café.”

Nursing a no small amount of resentment I ask her in the humblest way possible “What the crap, woman!”

She responds “I’m training my zombie waiters in my Zombie Café. Now go back to sleep.”  Then she laughs.  This is how life goes in my home.

…..And  Damnit, now she’s got me playing it.