Posted: 10-09-2010 12:27
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He kicked a empty coka can away and walked around his truck picking his rifle up and getting into the front putting his rifle onto the seat next to him. a sketon hung from the review mirro he called it bonesy, it was a hallowen decrasion you pull it down on it and it will then go back up on its string its teeth nashing together.
"well boney were to next", he lent on the steering wheel sighing again. He glanced at the review a zombi was standing right at his rear window looking in its eyes wide blank and dead, it was missing its bottom jaw.
a husky.
he started the engine.
"well i guess its back to the warehouse", he groaned.
he put it in revers slamed the throttle down, smashing the zombie down, running it over then putting it in drive and speeding away. he weved throw the debry in the streets with ease. any zombie he saw he ran down.
He reached down and turned on some music, bit of ACDC.
got to have fun some how.