Who am I kidding none of my characters have actual class, that’s crazy talk. You shouldn’t be surprised by that either as I’m writing them and I assure you I have none of my own.
It’s overrated anyway.
It’s 1:30 people, this is when I start rambling and refuse to hit delete.
I originally wasn’t going to have Mad Molly “Dabble in the love that dare not speak it’s name” but I wanted to throw another wrinkle in the relationships between the zombies and the humans. Especially Romey who always gets the girl.
I used to hate the guys who would always get the girl in highschool. Hate him with a fiery hate. But then I also hated highschool with a fiery hate that eclipsed the very sun. Worst three years of my life.
I thought about going to my highschool reunion recently, but I think my wife and kids would appreciate me staying out of jail and not having murdering my entire graduating class.
Go Davis Darts…… preferably right off a cliff… and into a lake of boiling acid filled with acid proof piranhas.
Again, worst three years of my life. How does that phrase go “What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger”? I always thought it was more accurately stated “What doesn’t kill us wears us down till we eventually succumb”
Anyway. If you are currently in highschool you have my sincere pity. If it makes you feel better it gets way better when you leave that den of snakes for the adult world.
….Why can’t I stop thinking of Highschool today? … Scars man, they run deep.
The comic strip is funny two zombies teasing one another.
Actually, the phrase as we use it runs: “That which does not kill us makes us all puffed up and spiny.” Poison spines, coming thru…
Hated high school, too.
If I would have had poison spines in highschool I would have enjoyed it more.
Hi everyone I had to get a new account as I lost my password(formerly undeadmyass) but it pains me to say as someone who is in highschool it is a pit of fiery hatred….I’m going to remember these horrid days for the rest of my life……
I was wondering where you had gone. Now I’ve got to try to remember a new name.
I’m old and decrepit, that’s hard on me.
Good luck with Highschool. You have my sincere sympathies. Study hard though, because college is sooo much better.