Zomblogalypse

PARK ZOMBIE

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On a balmy eve in August, young Paul (or Paul as he was known) was frequenting the museum gardens, taking in the sights and sounds of the York nightlife. As he sat on a park bench admiring the medal he had won for being the only man to beat the Pope at arm-wrestling, he heard the gentle cooing of a humble pigeon nearby. "Fucking pigeon!" he yelled and began firing into all the nearby bushes with his golden machine gun (a gift he received from the Overlord of Ireland after he saved 300 people from a collapsed potato mine). The gunfire receded and the cooing of the pigeon could no longer be heard. Satisfied, Paul sat back down to eat one of his many ham sandwiches that he carried with him. Then he suddenly died of smallpox. Awaking the next morn' (the 29th to be precise) Paul began his new un-life as a zombie. Coughing up the remaining bits of a ham sandwich and his lungs Paul began chasing the pigeons he hated so much in life. He would have found it quite unfair that they had all survived becoming zombies but he deemed their existence far worse than his own. Now taking solace in the fact that he has the longest hair out of all the zombies, Paul spends most of his time in the park with his zombie friends, chasing pigeons, brains and the occasional madman with meat tied to his legs. What larks...