Posted 02 July 2013 - 11:31 PM
Watched World War Z, went in deciding to enjoy as a zombie movie not as a WWZ movie, kinda liked it, led to the best convo between me and my girlfriend:
Me: "If I get bitten, I'm going to find some foam hands, a big foam ball, a crown, lots of tape, and a ton of wind powered chimes and noisemakers, cut a hole in the dome big enough for my head, attach all the noisy things, stick my head in and tape it on, get my assistant to tape the gloves on my hands, place the crown on me to proclaim myself Zombie King and then kick me out the door to rule my subjects in a musical mass of meandering monsters. What about you, Flick?"
Flick: "I was thinking of breaking your ankle and running, but now? I'm definitely doing that. Nice knowing you!"
I perform a public service by distracting the undead and become ruler of the largest, fastest-growing and easiest-to-govern population in history and I still get no respect.
Hello, soldiers, look at your mage, now back to me, now back at your mage, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped being an unascended mortal and switched to Sole Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a warren with the High Mage your cadre mage could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an acorn with two gates to that realm you love. Look again, the acorn is now otataral. Anything is possible when your mage smells like Sole Spice and not a Bole brother. I’m on a quorl.