So I had a dream
There was like there was a war starting and some people were killed and the government was tryin to hide it from us but the dead people turned into this weird group of zombies that could kinda communicate.
So I was at stater brothers and the zombies showed up so everyone got together to fight them off and there was this one black guy who was like “mother fucker there’s a store full of food and you want to eat my flesh? I don’t think so” and he started slapping one of the zombie guys with like twinkies or packages of bread or something.
So then I ended up back home and the news was on and the bitches were like “there are some rebel war guys going around” and they showed footage and they were clearly zombies so I looked out the window and I was back in my apartment in Canoga and I saw them coming into the parking structure and I told my family and they apparently already had a plan and we were going to take a plane to Russia.
But we weren’t going to take my older sister because she had to work and stuff and I was so pissed so she stayed in bed and we were getting ready to leave and I was freaking out because we couldn’t actually take a lot of things because apparently my dad was an illegal immigrant from Russia and we were going to take some special plane where we didn’t need passports and couldn’t take luggage and yeah.