Thursday, September 3, 2009
One Weapon
When the earth rots beneath the surface, and running for my life i pick up my .50 Cal and post up on the top of Ajax, anyone who gets close will get smashed. 50 caliber sniper rifle would blow threw anyone who even tries to mesh with me. Zombies grabbing the mountains and pulling themselves towards me and i blow their brains out one by one. As the night approaches, setting up camp so i'm invisible through the night. As one retard zombie stumbled across my trench whole, i kicked him in the face and strangled the life out of him. Sitting there with the night to spend, i skinned the Zombie's body. Standing atop Ajax i see the Zombie's strolling along the mountainside looking for me. I run to catch up with them and as they get closer and closer i realize i left the zombie's skin in my trench whole. Once spotted i was in a man hunt, tracking back towards my trench whole i get grabbed in the leg and wrapped up by this huge Woman Zombie. As she wipes her gnarly armpit hair upon my face i pass out. Waking up my, body was tied up and they threw me off a Cliff.
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GOOD post, Chris. You are convincing in your indirect defense of the sniper rifle as a weapon of choice, and this post reveals relative length and detail (again, kudos for you). However, you really ought to USE this blog as a forum in which to practice the conventions of good writing (complete sentences, capitalizing first person pronouns, etc.).
ReplyDeleteStill relative to what I've read thus far, this is one of the better posts--an example we can use for others of the direction in which we ought to try and take this blogging. Well done!