Check out this nightmare I had last night.
I look out my window and a zombie is walking past my house toward my neighbor's house. But the zombie is Susan Sarandon. I'm all, "What the hell?"
So a few minutes later my neighbor comes running over.
Neighbor: You've got to help me! There's a zombie trying to kill me.
Neighbor: Well at least give me some toothpicks.
I hand her two toothpicks and she runs out the door holding them like tiny swords.
I then grab a butcher's knife and run upstairs and hide in my closet.
Does that make me a coward? I'm thinking no because as I recall, I think that I was thinking that I was in a movie and I was acting. But I'm not sure.
And how was she going to battle a zombie with toothpicks. I don't get it.