Zombie Apocalypse


I bit someone at daycare yesterday. My inner zombie told me to do it. My mom found out and decided to keep me home from school today so we could talk about all the reasons why I’m not supposed to bite my friends/enemies. The talk was less than compelling and my attention span only got me through the first three words of her opening remarks, so I might attempt to be a repeat offender if the opportunity arises.

Moral of the story: Don’t mess with me; I’ll make you my next victim.

One thought on “Zombie Apocalypse

  1. Hey Peanut, that’s my boy, show all those non believers who is the boss. I bet you were just hungry . But your Mommy is right, you need a better method to get you point across. That biting will not work, they can trace that DNA. Back to you. Your hair is really growing. Have fun! pops

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