A conversation with my zombie-obsessed husband after I shared the following gem from the New York Times.
Me: Whoa!! “Aim for the head“
The husband: Awesome. I sooooo want there to be a zombie outbreak. If you get bitten, I’ll shoot you in the head before you turn into a zombie. Because I love you, baby.
Me: How are you going to shoot me in the head after I bite your face off?