remember me as a zombie

Just briefly, cos I gots work to do today...

I had another zombie dream. This actually happened on Friday night, and it was considerably shorter than the last one, but just as dark and scary. Basic story line: I was breaking into a prison in order to visit my wife, who was an inmate, and also a reformed prostitute. Yeah, I don't know. So I get into the prison just fine, and we're hanging out, when we first hear the news about the zombies. Again, I was unaware of their coming. And this time, there were zombie animals to contend with, as well. Fleeing the zombified women's prison, I remember quite clearly being attacked by a zombie alligator. I don't know, maybe the prison was in Florida or something. I think the only thing scarier than just regular zombies is a horde of zombies all wearing orange jumpsuits, which makes them look like some sort of unified zombie army.

That's all. Go about your business.