Zombies Dead Ahead! (It’s Cool, Though — You WANT These Zombies.)

Let me set the scene for you. I’m in a bar, having a drink. I spot a lovely woman across the bar. I walk up to her and whisper, “You know, you don’t know me, but I’m freaking amazing. You should probably come home with me right now.” I don’t need to tell you what happens next, but it involves her drink dripping down my shirt, after she throws it at my face. You’d never do this.Read the full article