Zombies, zombies, everywhere!
I’ve seen a lot of photos of the Deadpool sim so I headed over for a quiet Sunday afternoon stroll. What I didn’t notice in the pictures was that the place is infested with zombies!
Just when I escape that ugly, smelly, uncouth dude and head for a bit of sustenance à la the popcorn cart, what pops up?
Holy unwashed undead! Would somebody toss me a sawed-off shotgun, or at least a bottle of Febreeze?
Maybe I can get out of here, if I can just make it into the cockpit…
How did I end up here?? I’m getting sick of this place. Cobwebs in my hair, scuffed the toe of my boot and I’ve begun to perspire. This will never do!
Don’t even think about it, big boy! Your mates broke the three cardinal rules: don’t touch the hair, don’t mess with the boots and never make a…
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