So Ellis, Couch, Rochelle, and Nick were all sitting around in a shitty abandoned building that smelled like ass because they all hadn’t taken showers in weeks. The plumbing was down and most of the water polluted since there wasn’t any waste prevention in post-apocalyptic zombie world.
Rochelle was really bored and on her period and couldn’t find tampons or pads anywhere so she was just kind of stuck with using a expired package of Huggies that she looted from a nearby convenience store. It didn’t surprise her because all the babies are dead.
Ellis started flopping around sporadically and Nick punted his nutsack an extra three inches so Ellis shrieked and his head turned into a ripe red tomato. Nick just laughed and laughed and imagine himself swimming in a pool of money and lard. He was pretty fat prior to the apocalypse and the lack of donuts had really trimmed down his figure.
Suddenly there was a, “HEEEEERDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR,” sound in the distance.
Nobody had guns but there was a frying pan, a baseball bat, a guitar, and a rusty spoon so everyone grabbed that. Couch got stuck with the rusty spoon, fuck all.
They went outside and a hunter came out of nowhere and began furiously assaulting Nick so Couch ran at it and began beating the shit out of the hunter with the spoon. The hunter didn’t know what to do and couldn’t fight back so he died pretty quick. But Nick had died it was too late.
The end.