THE WAKING DAED: DAED MAN RUNING!
ps: my frend wants me to do a waking dead fic... so i put in twits and tunes that make it ver triky and enjoable. i haent
wath the show but i tink ive captured the esences of the sow somwat i now theirs zobie.
A zobie padamic hafe take the word by stome. uve got to wach ote becuas u nefer safe fom th deed man
reurn form there garave are mole zobie tan u culd shake stikck at!
a grape of suvior hafe gaffered to stop the zobie virus.
'the zobies stop my working' say one suvior to him freinds. 'zombe steels the luber we make and i cant mak money my family will die'
anoter surveor haed shake. 'thats no goode lets stop the zobie and get oul job back becuas zobie taked my job'
'but how do zobie take ur job their dead and not very smar'
'they smart zobies paul'
a zombe bustes ino the room wit an efil luagh.
'you clow!' says the big zombie. 'im the king zobie and im here to eat ur branes and kiled U FOOL!'
'theis dead guys cant run' says the suvivo paul. 'chek this out ill run awayer so folow me pleese'
paul and jefry dart of at big sped.
'ufe plaied into my tarp' says the kig zombie. 'im no zobie im a king zobie and ive studyed runing so i can catch ure.'
'OH CARP!' says paul becuas the zobie was gaming on them. 'were not dying are we'
'yes we are' says jeff. 'this efil zobie is gong to defeet us'
'NOOOOO'
JEFF AND PUAL DIED!
'today we cebrate the sad day wheir our frend jefry and pail dyed' says the funeal guy. 'how sad'
'yes very sad' says a fuelal ateder. 'tey weur my broter.'
'oh my how sad'
'yes'
but then the cofin shake.
'GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH' says pual and jefry as tey emege ote of the cofin with dake gren skin like an orge or... ZOBIE!
'WEFE CAMING FOUR UR BRAN' says pual and jefry.