At least, I assume it’s Percoset: I’m pretty sure that’s what they put me on when I had my wisdom teeth yanked, and let me tell you: that stuff is prime. When I was lying down after the extraction, my sister came in with a fresh-baked, hot bagel from her job. I told her to just put it on my chest… and then I lay there for forty five minutes, absolutely grooving to the way I could feel it cooling. So, I’m saying: those are the good drugs that they give you.
And Millicent still has sound instincts to when it comes to her zombie plan.
Millicent is the hero we need.
(But ALWAYS choose dog over cat, because come on?)https://t.co/Q4accDd0nV
Via @mkhammer— Brian Faughnan (@BrianFaughnan) April 15, 2016
If I have to choose, Millicent gets on the boat first. Her brothers will probably be able to pull their own weight, sure, but it’s not like they play on her level, frankly. And that’s important when you have a zombie apocalypse.