Shooting Zombies

Finally, after God knows how many months, I went to the range. I pulled trigger and it felt good.

They have new targets since I was there last. Zombies. Seriously.

"Guns. You think you have enough until the zombies come."

I worried that I'd lost my edge...perishable skill and all. But my nasty walking dead girl has a fist sized hole right between her boobs. I felt so proud of myself, I brought her home and hung her up on the wall.

Guests will just have to deal.

The Gunslinger
(Who once again actually FEELS like one)