My Internet is down at home so I'm typing out a quick message while on lunch break at work in the hope it gets out to the uninfected before The Man shuts me down.
A group of us are holding the zombie hordes at bay.
We're 40 miles behind enemy lines.
They know about us all the way up to the ZFZ (Zombie Free Zone)
Word is they may parachute drop some Special Forces in the spring to help us.
Pray for us.
The chair is against the wall.
Johnny has a long mustache.
"Far better it is to dare mighty things, than to take rank with those poor, timid spirits who know neither victory nor defeat."