I mean, sure, I don't smell so good, and I like a delicious, fresh brain just as much as Joe Zombie down the road, but I'm different.
What you've got to understand is that I'm an original, true-blue 2012 edition. Year Zero. Retro, baby. I didn't jump on the bandwagon like so many other zlobs.
That's what I tell the ladies, but frankly, I sometimes wonder why I bother. They hardly ever listen to me anyway. And isn't that just a sign of the times?
I haven't met a smoking hot zombie chick since the spring of '13. Things were different back then.
Let me tell you...