I guess I should add that I've probably been helped in getting to this point by the fact that orgasms pretty much wipe me out. I'm talking about a true zombie-state where I stagger around for weeks or months thinking about nothing except the next piece of junk food or place to take a nap. I'm just wondering whether the cure for this condition might prove worse than the complaint. Developing mind-reading abilities or superhuman strength is something I think I could live with; psychosis or exploding testicles--maybe not so much.
Originally Posted by roaringfork
That's a lot different than
basically an accident of economics and geography
Originally Posted by roaringfork
But while I'm here, what type of zombie -- old school or the new, sprinting zombies?