Friends to the 'End'

So I was taking a leisurely stroll down main street today around six pm when all of a sudden a zombie comes up from behind me asking for brains.

I replied "No my good sir, I do not have brains." and showed him my math score.

He gasped and said "That's unfortunate, I was hoping you had brains for me to feast on. My mistake."

After a half hour or so of discussion and laughter amongst the burning and passing zombies I asked if I could take a photograph with my camera phone to remember the good times we shared.

Good times Zombie bro, good times.

_{Art © *super-tuler}