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She also had a thing for zombies, which was how the three of them connected and started chatting. She added fuel to a never-ending debate that Zeke and Trevor had for the longest time: Zeke with his distaste of the zombie subculture or with any silly import from the mother country versus Trevor's adoration of it. She was on Trevor's side and made their position more convincing. In the end, Zeke lost his stance on the zombie/Colony import debate but gained a new friend.

he stopped laughing immediately as he noticed they were not interested in his jokes. "No. We do jokes and we laugh. It's just on a different level" Hart laughed like a maniac. The guard looked very stunned. He couldn't join him in his laugh probably because of his weirdness. "Look here" Morton, another one of Jansen's men, whistled at the guard. He turned around to face him. Morton shot him in the head and started laughing. "A headshot. Now it's one zero zero" Morton was already counting scores with his partners.

“Tell Ivan he’s wrong. SpongeBob is the funniest. Everyone knows it!” “Nu-uh!” little Ivan shot back, his tiny fists pumping in mock outrage. His cheeks flushed pink, and his soft gray eyes so painfully reminiscent of his father’s, sparkled with mischief. “Tom and Jerry! They’re the best. Right, Uncle Dave?” I chuckled, letting some of the tension ease from my shoulders. “Now, that’s a tricky one. See, SpongeBob makes me laugh until my stomach hurts, but Tom and Jerry? Classic. You can’t beat classic.”

"Pregnancy has become disadvantage to you, Kitcat...I bet he'll tell you the grass is too green for you to step outside tomorrow." "Shut up, Liam. I'm not trying to make jokes." "And see...your pregnancy has become a disadvantage to me too...look at him snapping at me because of a fetus." "I'd advise you to shut your mouth, Liam...his face is getting red, it's about to swell...he's transforming into..." "Angry bird!" Liam and Fredd bursted out into hysterical laughing at their apparently funny joke...but Zillon didn't seem to find it funny, he was as serious as judge. "F*cking idiots..."

She rolled her eyes at his unserious answer. "Maybe its exploding from the front and would soon get here." Philip said. They all looked at him. "Like the movies." Zubi added after a moment of shocked silence. "And like the movies." A.J spoke, "We'll gymnast our way out of here." Everyone chuckled. "If it doesn't kill us first." Jide said boredly, sitting back down on the floor. "Kill ke?" Zubi exclaimed, clapping her hands dramatically accompanied by dissapproving looks from the others at Jide.

I was so distraught that I burst into tears. “Lucian, don’t believe Castiel! Zombies really did invade the Central Base. A Zombie King emerged from among them and led the invasion while the base’s able-bodied men were away!” Lucian was half-convinced, but the moment he heard the words “Zombie King,” he burst out laughing. “Eira, do you take me for a fool? A Zombie King? I’d sooner believe Castiel deliberately opened the gates to lure them in!” I switched my phone to speaker mode, hoping Lucian would hear the zombies’ growls outside.

Liberally. Never in my life would I have expected to see the first time Zen getting caught lying about fighting insects. His whole face flushes red, and try as I might, I burst into a fit of giggles and cackles. “Oh my God,” I giggle, falling backwards on the couch “You’d totally lose against the hornets! Running was your best shot!” “You’re terrible, My Lady.” Zen murmurs, and swiftly gets up from the couch, moving to the baths “W-Wait!” I straighten up, laughter in my voice “Zen, hold up!”

“Sounds like pure trash wrapped in muscle to me.” I smiled at that. “Right?” We sat there a moment, like we were all remembering our own worst times. And then Kim said it again, quieter this time. “You know what’s funny? When it’s happening to you, however bad it is, you still think maybe next time… you’ll know better. But you don’t.” We all laughed at this so hard we were basically acting like old friends. “That’s not funny,” Zane said with a small, sad laugh. “That’s just sad.”

They called him a gentleman for not hurting her with fists or kicks. Hunter flashed his white teeth to her, which struck her like a dart. "Tut tut, the virus rotted more than your skin. Your teeth and hair... They're gone. It wouldn't be wrong to call you a zombie, you know. Except that you're looking uglier than a zombie." Zara squeezed her eyes shut to unsee that expression he was sporting. "That's all you can do, loser. Laugh."

His jovial attitude was jarring. Devrim thought that perhaps the Councilman was drunk, but then he remembered that Zan rarely drank at all. Something else was happening. "Pardon?" He asked. The Guardian carried on loudly, "Is it not amazing how a work of fiction can cause so much gossip! Perhaps they should have added a flying cow or a swimming chicken to make the play more believable!" Those around Zan pretended not to listen, but Devrim could clearly see the amused smiles on their faces at his words.