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Post by Clott Addams on Apr 1, 2014 13:56:05 GMT -5
So, I'm walking down the street today (just a couple hours ago, actually), to go visit a neighbor, and a few houses down I see a couple of vultures hanging out on some old, haven't-been-used-in-years horse stables. My neighborhood isn't exactly what I consider to be rural, although it leans slightly in that direction. Slightly. I believe that's the first time I've ever seen vultures hereabouts, and I've been here for nigh-onta fourty years! Technically, I suppose they're turkey buzzards, but that's still vultures. So the question is: What could it mean? Other than the obvious, that is...
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Post by ZombieGeorge on Apr 1, 2014 16:44:11 GMT -5
It's like the old saying:
Vultures at night, zombie's delight. Vultures in the morning, harmanz take warning. Vultures at noon, trenchies are goons.
I take as a good omen. I mean, how could one not?
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Post by Clott Addams on Apr 2, 2014 18:11:05 GMT -5
It's like the old saying: Vultures at night, zombie's delight. Vultures in the morning, harmanz take warning. Vultures at noon, trenchies are goons. I take as a good omen. I mean, how could one not? That saying's awesome! Graah!
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Post by Ted McNally on Apr 11, 2014 0:43:23 GMT -5
Well if you are right, clott, I will finally be able to start my Zombie Apocalypse plan.
1. Take a bunch of steroids, work out profusely
2. Purchase kevlar body suit, thick metal helmet, and sharp machete blades
3. Suit up and attach machete blades to fingers (with proper support)
4. Intentionally get infected
5. Become the ultimate Tank Zombie
6. Feast on the living, Vultures are cool.
Maaan... I hope the omen is correct.
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Post by ZombieGeorge on Apr 11, 2014 12:06:44 GMT -5
lol
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Post by Clott Addams on Apr 11, 2014 18:57:26 GMT -5
Well, One of my friends has figured out that if there ever is a zombie apocalypse, it will be short-lived, because it won't take all that long for the zombies to rot away to skeletons. That just kinda takes the wind right out of it, doesn't it?
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Post by ZombieGeorge on Apr 11, 2014 22:28:34 GMT -5
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Post by Clott Addams on Apr 13, 2014 15:22:07 GMT -5
Briiian... Lol
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Post by Ted McNally on Apr 26, 2014 15:31:10 GMT -5
Briaaan!
What's your plan georgie? Clott?
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Post by Clott Addams on Apr 29, 2014 15:46:54 GMT -5
Briaaan! What's your plan georgie? Clott? Plan? There's a plan?!
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Post by ZombieGeorge on Apr 29, 2014 16:13:36 GMT -5
Erm . . . brainz?
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Post by Clott Addams on May 3, 2014 17:04:32 GMT -5
O.K.! We have a plan. We're off to get moahr bra!nz...
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Post by Clott Addams on Sept 16, 2014 0:11:01 GMT -5
Update!
So, a couple days ago, I'm walking back home from the park. Now, there's some light woodland near the end of my street, with a creek running through it. The creek runs under the street before it goes through the woods. There are a lot of weeds around the area in the Summer. Well, someone cut a lot of the weeds recently, and went hog-wild. Tore up the ground and cut some trees while they were at it. I guess they wanted to get ahead for the next few years. Anyway, all this clearance made a kind of hole in the scenery, and made it easier for me to see this tall, half dead tree that's a little ways over in those woods as I came walking along. Well, as I looked at this tree, I got a start. I saw a lot of vultures sitting up there. They were pretty easy to spot, because they're so HUGE. something like three feet tall, like Harpies. So I started counting 'em. I had to count three times to be sure, because I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Thirteen vultures. Thirteen! Eleven in the half dead tree, and two in the tree just behind it. Thirteen vultures sitting in my neighborhood has to mean something...
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