
fur collar
…a doorknob.
My sister…
germ-x isn’t this one of the rules in zombieland?
A can of Diet Coke. I knew it was bad for me, but killing zombies? Daaaamn!
An IRON! I’ll get the wrinkles out of this situation, stat.
…..my cellphone.
*calls helicopter and flies away*
my new unicorn plushie Geerayla…O.o
My calculator. Better hide, zombies…
*glances* …A piano. *nodnod* I can work with this.
i only have a calendar…._ _lll
My new monitor. Well then.
Wool hat. Those undead fuckers better run REALLY fast.
An ashtray. I’m fucked (:
My calculator. Better hide, zombies…
Coffee! Seems legit.
I almost always see this when I’m sitting in the exact same spot: my desk. So the answer is almost always the exact same...
a purple hippo Pillow-Pet… I’m doomed.
Lady Gaga Poster -_- , That Should Scare Them Away
My sonic screwdriver.
My sister holding an iPod
why is it always my damn pillow?!
A door. Should be fine. If I could lift it.
A fairly valuable victorian lamp…. Well, I may survive if they’re gay zombies >=P
I knew my lamp was awesome O_O
Ironically, a zombie wallet.
for me it is pointing to a lamp post with a tie on it and an alarm clock for a head…. This could work.
…my dads girlfriend xD
An old glass bottle. I can work with that.
Macbeth… I mean I guess I can try to channel...Lady Macbeth within me and try to kill all...