Don't say I didn't try to warn you. I thought I had given you ample time to prepare. To train your family in combat techniques. To squirrel away supplies. To fortify your home. But you didn't listen, did you? And now, it's too late.
Oh, and don't expect to come knocking on my door, looking for shelter. If I have learned anything from watching movies, it's this: you never allow extra people into your shelter. It's a guarantee that some dumb ass will have a zombie bite that they don't tell you about. And then, 30 minutes later, you're the main course at a brain buffet.
P.S. Hubby and I saw this sign on the roadside during our drive home from the new house. The town was using it to inform commuters that some construction is taking place this week. However, some smartie pants switched it to this instead. It was blinking out the above warning all weekend long. Hilarious!