Need Food. Must Go. To. Work.

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  1. RudeeApril 8, 2009 at 5:48 AM

    Why am I whistling the tune, The Yellow Brick Road?

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  2. UnknownApril 8, 2009 at 7:41 AM

    as long as that is all the zombies are seeking..........

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  3. SilliyakApril 8, 2009 at 7:43 AM

    Go immediately to http://failblog.org/

    For late comers, look for "Emergency Preparedness Win"

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  4. aimsApril 8, 2009 at 9:00 AM

    I think the zombies have already been here........

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  5. Viewtiful_JustinApril 8, 2009 at 11:06 AM

    Oh my GOSH! That's REALLY funny!

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  6. Rosaria WilliamsApril 8, 2009 at 2:15 PM

    Seek and you shall find.

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  7. Batteson.IndApril 8, 2009 at 2:18 PM

    yet again..; ahahahahahahahahahahhaahahhahahha!... brilliant!

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  8. CharApril 8, 2009 at 3:51 PM

    hilarious - a good giggle for the day.

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  9. Erin DavisApril 8, 2009 at 5:48 PM

    Hehehe. I think a zombie would risk starvation with me right now. My brain is not all there...

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  10. debraApril 8, 2009 at 5:53 PM

    somehow, I don't think we're in Kansas any more...

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  11. UnknownApril 8, 2009 at 6:29 PM

    Another loooooonnnng day with the brainiacs.
    Silliyak is right--Failblog.org is funny. The bear in the taxi is still making me laugh.

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  12. AnnieApril 8, 2009 at 8:11 PM

    ;-). XOXO

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  13. Teresa aka TessApril 9, 2009 at 2:04 AM

    "Brains. Kids ok!!" Those tiny brains are so tender! Yum yum!!
    :)

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