Zombies in Drag
Sean Paul ducked behind the door, but then peeked back around at a half dozen shambling and armed ghouls. All were pasty and pale.
“FTW?” he mumbled, “Reyes, when did zombies start carrying guns?”
Reyes shook his head, his neck fat wobbling like jello, and said, “dumbass, those aren’t zombies, that’s the NRA’s board of directors!”