Funny Zombie Meme Novels & Stories

However, it seems that low-levels zombies are really stupid. “Grrr???” They asked back, Farrah even thought she heard a confused hum coming from them, making her smile. She then felt she was ridiculous. This zombies are threat! Why is she even amused! Dior got so much annoyed with his men's stupidity and growled louder. “Grrr! Grr!” The zombies, “....???” Seeing no hope in using them, Dior huffed and kicked the zombies away as they wailed. All of them flew and landed on a wall with a bang.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

We had geared up for a war and gotten a zombie parade instead. As we filed down from the wall, the mood was light, giddy with relief. We returned to the dining hall, where people were slowly trickling back in, their faces a mixture of embarrassment and amusement. Lester was right. There were canned peaches. They were syrupy and sweet and tasted like victory, not over the undead, but over our own fear. We sat together, our whole unit—me, Elsie, Lester, Moe, Jake, and a sleepy Lena—and we ate and we laughed. We laughed about the "Great Zombie Non-Event of Tuesday." We laughed about the look on that one guy's face when he'd run out in his boxer shorts, holding a frying pan.

He desperately twisted his body like a dehydrated jerky in mid-air. I leaned against the windowsill, remote control in hand, and grinned broadly. "Uncle Adam, calm down. Didn't you always brag about being a fishing master, catching ten-pound carp with a snap of your fingers, while my dad only ever catches rotten fish and shrimp? Well, today, I'll let you be the bait and see if we can catch something big. They'll bite if they want to." The group of zombies below was in an uproar. Fresh flesh and blood were right before their eyes, making their eyes bloodshot. Several strong zombies piled on top of each other, stretching out their withered claws to reach for Uncle Adam's head.

It trembled for a moment before steadying again, revealing Aaron, Blake and… him. Next played the one scene that had been on repeat in his mind–Aaron’s fist slammed into his jaw. Suddenly, the video froze just as he was about hitting the floor and a cartoon horny blasted. Bright colors exploded across the screen, his face stretched and farting sound effects played as the footage zoomed in repeatedly. The meme continued for another few seconds before cutting back to the podcast where Gina was already laughing uncontrollably. They showed the other students around her too, all equally amused as they chortled and cackled.

He was so lucky I’d been born first and groomed for this bullshit instead of him. I shouldn’t have been thinking of it as fun, of course. Pack leaders didn’t get to have fun, and they didn’t think zombies were a nice change of pace from listening to ancient, cranky Stephen — who’d already been old as dirt when he sat on my dad’s council — drone on and on about how we needed to put more effort into making a profit off the junkyard we owned. And pack leaders definitely didn’t whoop with satisfaction as they swung a machete at exactly the right angle and speed to send a zombie’s head flying like the world’s grossest golf ball.

And if I'm embarrassed, Bennet will be embarrassed too. Cole! Think! For once, use your brain! Juno. Anniversary. Activity. Juno. What is there in Yuno that can be a theme for the anniversary? Games? What game? Zombies? Zombies. What's with the Zombie that can be done on the anniversary? It's not halloween yet!! Freak. Zombies. Anniversary. Hmmm. "Zombie Outbreak!" I said suddenly. They frowned at the same time. Especially Husband, who didn't just frown, I think he was also shocked by what I said.

Zombie "Sorry for my misconduct, my name is Jeffrey but call me Zombie." Johnson "Mine is Johnson, nice to meet you!" Zombie " Pleasure is mine, nigger!" We soon got along and talked about alot of things, though he may be weird but he was an interesting fellow, but he had one strange habit, whenever he was talking, he would be rubbing his hair backwards, What's up with that?. Zombie " I seen you before! Always minding ur business, its good man! But you need to have some fun!" Johnson " Trust me, I've had lots of fun before coming here, I just want to study!"

Either way, I fell hard for him, even if he scared me. When I was sixteen, everything changed. The entire world changed because we realized we weren’t alone. I’m not talking about aliens. Nope, crazy as it sounds, I’m talking about Zombies. Not the slow, dumb kind. It turns out zombies are fast, strong, intelligent, and vicious. Not only do they eat brains, but they will eat human flesh if brains are available. We didn’t get zombies from a virus, a vaccine, or any of the normal things in the books, movies, or TV shows. It turns out zombies come from a mutated human gene that activates after death. This mutated gene is inherited by one's father if he carries the mutation.

Bima shouted, his brain working overtime. System, another idea! How do I make him even more embarrassed?! [System Suggestion: Create a more personal meme! Target the BOSS Zombie's 'failed review' content trauma!] [Meme: 'The Master of Disgusting Food Reviews – When Trash Food Becomes the Main Content'] [Effect: BOSS Vlogger's appeal -50%! Risk of random berserk mode!] Random berserk mode? Bima swallowed hard. But there was no other choice. He looked at the BOSS Zombie, who was now focused on Lia, trying to capture her "epic counterattack."