And I Feel Fine
I, of course, am putting my money on a “grey goo” scenario. If anything’s gonna kill me, it should at least have the decency to be fun to say.
Strangely, I haven’t actually been thinking about the end of the world or anything. Hell, this came to me after watching The Avengers, and if there’s one surefire way I know of to just feel happy, it’s to watch The Avengers. Good movie. But, given the box office take, odds are you already know that.
Still, it’s fun to think about all the adventures one could have after the bombs drop, the asteroids hit, and the zombies take over. (You know, like “The Quest for More Toilet Paper.”) Got a favorite?
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My zombie apocalypse plan involves either a vardo with horses or an RV (depending on how plentiful gas remains) and an open top trailer with wooden sides where I keep a secondary vegetable garden so when the zombies find me I can take along some of my food stores (and some live plants for propagation) on short notice.
I’ve…given it some thought.
Evidently. You know something I don’t?
The addition of the cockroach in panel two is spot on. I can’t help but imagine beard guy becoming buddies with it…like Wilson in Cast Away, but with a tad more sentience.
I fear the more likely scenario is that our tiny hexapodal friend is about to become the primary component of tonight’s dinner.
In post-apocalyptic Russia, roach eat YOU! *I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help myself….*