Episode: Season 7, Episode 17 'Todd Packer'
Disclaimer: Sorry if I freak anyone out, but sometimes something tragic or scary things needs something funny to take the edge off. Also, if anyone seen MLP: Friendship is Magic, then listen to Pinkie's Face Your Fears song.
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But yeah, in all seriousness, I hope you all stay safe, and take every precaution regarding with what's been going on lately.
Dwight's Survival Food
Lincoln watched as Dwight ate his survival food that was soon going to expire with gusto. He had found out a while ago that Dwight had a large stockpile, including a fallout shelter. A normal person would be put off or think someone like that is overreacting, but Lincoln could see their point.
He had watched enough disaster, and any type of apocalypse movie to be convinced to have a plan. He and Clyde had even thought up of a couple of plans and scenarios for that type of thing.
He had even gotten tips from Rip Hardcore.
And considering him and his family lived in Michigan, then the threat of Tornado's or any type of storm was always looming.
His sister, Lisa, also had her own bunker for any situation. Which is normally used when someone wanted to have some peace and quiet, but to also use it in case of an emergency.
So yeah, anything that had to do with survival was something him and Dwight could agree on.
The others weren't convinced, due to Kevin and Meredith making fun of him of.
Dwight wasn't having it, by saying," Hardy, har, har. Alright, picture this: snow and ash drizzles from the sky. A rabid pack of dogs surrounds you-"
"Uh, not to mention the possibility of: Zombies, other rabid animals, blood thirsty cannibals, and gulp… scary hill people who hide in trees." Lincoln listed.
Dwight nodded in acceptance and said," Those are also likely scenarios. Except the latter, those types tend to be amongst others like them. And also they would eat each other so they won't starve. Where was I?"
Lincoln wasn't sure how to respond to that, due to the latter being a fear he had since he was a kid. His family thought he was paranoid, but he had looked up proof on the internet, and also Dwight had mentioned them before in the past.
"Talking about yours and Lincoln's paranoia." Jim said, unconvinced.
Dwight ignored the quip and continued, "As the flame from the end of your stick dies out. There's only one hope left for you, the door to my shelter. 'Dwight, please let me in!' but I ignore your cries, and don't let you in. And you want to know why?"
"Cause the sign, that says 'no pounding or begging'?" Jim joked.
"No, because you laughed at me, and also Lincoln. Kevin will be eaten, Pam would be taken slave. Jim would be made a warlords jester. Meredith will do ok. Lincoln would do well, because he takes this type of stuff seriously. Be assured, this day will come. It would be a matter of time. It could be one month, or it could be two months."
"Three months." Jim suggested.
Lincoln could already see where this was going, and when he glanced at Pam, so did she. Luckily for him, he had already finished his lunch, and was already started to leave.
"Personally, I'm actually used to people ridiculing me for this type of stuff. I can see their points, but anything could happen. Even a new disease could cause us all to take shelter." Lincoln said as he was being interviewed.
"Could be." Dwight said.
Once Lincoln and Pam got out of the break room, Lincoln said," If it does happen, then I will let you both in. As long as I get to gloat about how I was right."
Pam's response was to playful smack her friends arm, and Lincoln chuckled.
