I had a cluster-fuck of odd dreams the other night, my favorite being the following:
I hid in the mountains with the Mexican army, waiting to intercept a cartel stash of cocaine, hidden in a gas tanker. As we came upon the overturned tanker, what comes out, but zombies! and not any kind of zombies i'd seen before; these guys were stuffed up and shaky. Some people don't like fast moving zombies, trust me, you'd hate a zombie on coke.
Also, after worrying for 18 hours if my CC info had been stolen, I instead ended up with a copy of fallout: new vegas. and much to my joyous surprise it fucking runs on my fucking Dell POS laptop! so now my dreams of being a post-apocalyptic showboating cowboy are coming true. Let's just hope the zombies stay clean in this one.
I hid in the mountains with the Mexican army, waiting to intercept a cartel stash of cocaine, hidden in a gas tanker. As we came upon the overturned tanker, what comes out, but zombies! and not any kind of zombies i'd seen before; these guys were stuffed up and shaky. Some people don't like fast moving zombies, trust me, you'd hate a zombie on coke.
Also, after worrying for 18 hours if my CC info had been stolen, I instead ended up with a copy of fallout: new vegas. and much to my joyous surprise it fucking runs on my fucking Dell POS laptop! so now my dreams of being a post-apocalyptic showboating cowboy are coming true. Let's just hope the zombies stay clean in this one.