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Friday, 31 December 2010
07:49:16 PM (GMT)
So after the whole hitler coming back from the dead thing we kinda figured something
was up. On the up side, thanks to him we're minus another stupid celebrity. On the
down side, the streets are now overrun with the living, evil, bloodthirsty dead. And
the whole rotten flesh, bloody clothes and gaunt hollow face thing just doesn't suit
everyone. So anyway, there's about ten of us, all holed up together in this damp
cellar. And it isn't even a wine cellar. The only entertainment we have is eachothers
stories, what we're going to when this is all over. Sounds like that freaking nazi
has actually acheived more in death than he did in life. All those damn zombies are
chanting stuff in german, calling us jews. One of the... er, slightly less sane of us
shouts back that atleast we aren't chavs or twilight fangirls. He has a point.


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