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illinoisairship:

Some of my friends have intricate plans to survive natural disasters and nuclear war. Here’s the thing, if given a choice I don’t think I’d want to survive an apocalyptic event. Do you know how much life is gonna suck after some shit like that goes down?  I hope I’m standing right next to that fuckin’ bomb when it goes off. I’d rather be a statistic cut off mid-sentence than the guy forced to hang out with cockroaches and walk everywhere. Do you really want to be personally responsible for continuing the human race? Do you think you’re capable of it? Right now you’re eating out of the fridge and twittering simultaneously. How’d you like to lose all that today and be fighting off mutants and pooping in a bucket tomorrow? This is why I never understood The Matrix. No, I’d MUCH rather live underground, eat food out of a can and live in constant fear of robots then in a virtual 1999 tailored for my comfort. Yeah, fuck that.

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 This is exactly how I feel about a zombie attack. I’d rather kill myself (with pills of some sort, nothing violent) first than have to fight off the walking dead everytime I want to go rummage through a 7-11.