It’s 5:00am. I’m awake debating whether I should blow my Christmas bonus at Victoria’s Secret (sexy underwear for my weekend in Manhattan with TWD) or Macy’s (sexy boots for my weekend in Manhattan with TWD) when it hits me:
“Were not dead!”
“Huh?” TWD mumbles.
“The world didn’t end. We’re not dead.”
“It could have ended,” TWD replied. “And we just don’t know it. Maybe we’re the only two people left on earth…”
I can see where this is going.
(In which case it’s going to be up to us to repopulate…)
But this doesn’t solve my boots vs. underwear dilemma. Boots would have been the better choice for post-apocalyptic survival (better for kicking zombies and what not) but then again, if we had been charged with the task of repopulating the earth, the sexy underwear would have come in handy.