First, I'd just like to say that if there is ever a zombie outbreak near you - head to a Bass Pro Shop. Why? They have guns (rifles, pistols, shotguns, scopes, laser sights, ammo out the wazoo, etc) , ATVs, boats, food, clothing, survival gear, camping equipment, shoes, camo, bows, CROSSBOWS... pretty much everything you would need to survive.
People I want with me:
The results: We would arrive in time to know the end is near. Natalie would be wondering if all her Vegan ways really mattered anymore - after all, what good is being a Vegan when a Zombie wants your brains? Mr. Data would be really interested in the biological happenings in the organisms now violently running rampant and would begin analyzing potential origination scenarios. But he still wouldn't use a contraction when he talked about it. BA would be wondering what in the world was going on, and talking about how he pitied the fool that started the whole thing. Assuming the Bass Pro Shop is something like the one nearest me, we'd secure the first floor exits and place barricades in front of them. BA would stockpile the ammo and guns in a three-tier fall back position, with the last one leading to the stairway leading to the roof. Mr Data would inventory food and supplies and give us a time table. He'd also frequently leave to gather fuel for the ATVs and boats we may need later as well as bash in some zombie skulls to collect scientific data. Of course, all the while there would be time for Natalie I to get to know each other. Because that's what happens in those life and death moments.
Did we survive? OF course we did. Not only did we survive, but one of the following would have happened:
- Mr. Data would have discovered a rational and scientific reason behind the outbreak of zombies, and then found a cure (but being as I would be the comic relief, Natalie Portman would still fall for me)
- With's Mr. Data's knowledge of starships, BA would build a spaceship and we would leave the planet behind and start a moon colony (that is, Natalie and I would)
- We would simply outlast all the zombie horde and rake in about a billion zombie kills, and I would still say to Natalie: Someone's ear is in danger of having hair brushed over it... (Columbus in Zombieland anybody? Anybody???)
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