Look, I don’t know what you said to him, but you know as well as I do how sensitive the living dead are. Were you complaining about your sunburn from vacation? You know he wishes that he had skin to burn, right? At lunch today did you go on and on about how delicious your toasted meatball sandwich was while he sat there silent, forced to eat last night’s cold leftover brain? It’s not easy to live, then die, then live again. They are doing the best they can… just as fast as they can… which isn’t very fast, so don’t challenge him to a footrace, ok? Remember, eventually they will probably all unionize, rise up, and attack all of us humans. Do you want to be first on their list of people to maul? All I’m saying is that a little consideration on your part can go a long way.
