Twas the night before All Saints, & all through the land...writerheads cram in all the pregame coaching they possibly can...

I used to think… there’d be some… semblance of group survival instinct if it were to happen. The zombie apocalypse. Lolol. But seeing these fn people… in this fucking movie… makes me… think about…. America…today. Especially since the prime mover prime idiots are the offspring of the equivalent of a pharmaceutical bigwig, whose daddy caused all this trying to get young again to fuck his stupid daughter’s dumb best friend.

They actually said “nevermind How it started~”

& I laughed… but then thought of if ozempic started turning narcs & MAGAs. Okay. I still kept laughing… but it was a solemn chuckle.

But the movie’s really about… friendship.

(stop laughing lol)

-AB

…I mean… iiiiii have consciously chosen to nOT cHoOsE tHe fUcKiNg niGhTmArE MATRIX as my simulation of choice… but my dark, demented humor may have us all kinda fucked into some batshit crazy whathaveyous so maybe it’s time to be girding loins & ish.

Because lookatit! The timeline trigs are all tumbling stupidly into place… for some ‘Mel Brooks takes on…oh no! not the zombie apocalypse’ shit for real. Wait- he’s still alive, right? If he’s dead, we’re possibly doomed to lolol…ummm….