Hmmm…..what is this legacy about again….?
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“Argh….when one door close another open! Me now work on screenplay, mmmmm…”
“Well, seeing as you’re well over an hour late, I hardly think you should be surprised that you won’t be receiving a tip — oh. You aren’t my take-out. And I could have sworn I smelled Chinese…”
“Mmmm no, Mr. Wang from across street. Him mighty tasty but give I terrible heartburn mmmmmm….”
“Of course he did. I imagine you’ll also find yourself hungry again in mere hours. Really, I’m surprised a clearly intelligent member of the undead society such as yourself didn’t think of these things before choosing that particular neighbor to sink your teeth into.”
The next morning, Kurtis takes Alopecia out for a stroll to survey the damage done by the latest zombie attack. Kurtis has elected not to equip Alopecia with pants, because the weather seemed fine when he left the house.
“Now son, I don’t want you to be too concerned, but mastering the art of camouflage around your mother is a skill you might want to pick up sooner rather than later. She has seemed exceptionally hungry lately.”
“Daddy, can’t feel hands…”
“Nonsense, son, I don’t think we have Seasons yet. You can’t possibly be cold!”
Meanwhile, back at home, Snowy is watching….uhm…what exactly are you watching, Snowy?
“Twilight. I read that it involves lions who love Greek food; however, the entirety of the film thus far seems to revolve around this rather petulant young lady with facial expressions that are somehow inferior to that divinely scented dead gentleman I spoke with last night.”
Kristen Stewart? I guess you won’t be excited to hear she’s reportedly starring in the 1984 movie remake then.
“She is to play the female lead in the latest film depiction of one of the most brilliant glimpses into a dystopian future, in which all creativity and the ability to think for one’s self is systematically punished by those in authority in the attempt to eradicate free will?”
Yeah, that’d be it.
“Ah. I believe this is where I inform readers that my enthusiasm for living on this planet has waned quite a bit.”
“Enough big word chit-chat, it’s time to focus on me. I’m getting that ‘time to run to the hospital’ feeling, if you know what I mean.”
“Uh oh, the force is alerting me to the approach of imminent labor; gotta go! Allonzy!”