I got this funny zombie song stuck in my head that I keep hearing on Pandora. Now every time I listen to it, I’m going to have to say “There’s a zombie apocalypse and I wasn’t invited?”
Seems that we’ve got a small
Apocalypselet!
No need to fret at all,
Apocalypselet!
Only a small disaster …
Ruby lets nothing past her!
Just minor fuss she’ll call
Apocalypselet!
“Rest assured, it’s a routine
Apocalypselet!
We’ve got people on the scene!
Apocalypselet!
Nothing that’s too surprisin’ …
We’ve sent our brainy guys in!
They will solve this unforeseen
Apocalypselet!”
Sweetheart says, “Your team will be a to-tal loss …
Knowing them, they doused themselves with A-1 Sauce!”
Unity’s feeling slighted …
”Why wasn’t I invited?!”
She would make it such a boss
Apocalypselet! (A-po … ca-lyplse-let … yee-haw!)
Surely Godot recommended something better than steak sauce! Wouldn’t coating oneself in beaten egg whites and then rolling in a mix of bread crumbs, parmesan, herbs and a little salt be more appropriate?
“I’ve had an epiphany! A revelation! An apocalypse! I remembered where I left my pencil! It’s… Behind my ear!”
“Not much of an apocalypse, is it?”
“Fine, an apocalypselet.”
Of course your people are on the scene. Without victims, it’s hardly a zombie apocalypse. It’s just, y’know… zombies. Hangin’ out.
The bottle was very clearly labeled “zombie repellent”.
Apply generously to the head and neck area.
Side effects include: Loss of hair, brain enlargement and smelling delicious.
I got this funny zombie song stuck in my head that I keep hearing on Pandora. Now every time I listen to it, I’m going to have to say “There’s a zombie apocalypse and I wasn’t invited?”
(TUNE: “Til I Kissed You”, The Everly Brothers)
Seems that we’ve got a small
Apocalypselet!
No need to fret at all,
Apocalypselet!
Only a small disaster …
Ruby lets nothing past her!
Just minor fuss she’ll call
Apocalypselet!
“Rest assured, it’s a routine
Apocalypselet!
We’ve got people on the scene!
Apocalypselet!
Nothing that’s too surprisin’ …
We’ve sent our brainy guys in!
They will solve this unforeseen
Apocalypselet!”
Sweetheart says, “Your team will be a to-tal loss …
Knowing them, they doused themselves with A-1 Sauce!”
Unity’s feeling slighted …
”Why wasn’t I invited?!”
She would make it such a boss
Apocalypselet!
(A-po … ca-lyplse-let … yee-haw!)
The manual clearly states that the steak sauce is an absolutely necessary part of the reboot process!
Surely Godot recommended something better than steak sauce! Wouldn’t coating oneself in beaten egg whites and then rolling in a mix of bread crumbs, parmesan, herbs and a little salt be more appropriate?
Well sure, but you can get steak sauce at Fuddruckers. Saves time.
Have you no pity for zombies with allergies? Egg whites and parmesan indeed…
Buffalo Wild Wings Thai Curry sauce.
I’m salivating just thinking about it.
They sell bottles at the take-out counter and I put it on quite a variety of things. If it wasn’t for the snow I think i’d go have wings for dinner.
Only in a mad-scientist city would there exist a word like “apocalypselet”.
Only in a mad-scientist city would they would have gradations of the apocalypse. Or need to.
Everything is a matter of perspective. If you ask a drama prone teenager, a dead phone battery is the end of the world.
My own definitions tend to be a bit more……Exotic.
“I’ve had an epiphany! A revelation! An apocalypse! I remembered where I left my pencil! It’s… Behind my ear!”
“Not much of an apocalypse, is it?”
“Fine, an apocalypselet.”
There’s a party in my pons, and everybody’s chawin’
Unity no come?