Josh and I were laying in bed, not talking.
I noticed that he had the shotgun loaded next to his side of the bed. I looked over and noticed that my .22 was not loaded and next to MY side of the bed. I asked him, "Why don't I have my .22 ready to go?" He said, "I don't know."
This started yet another zombie conversation. He said that it was more important that he had a gun on his side... because I sleep next to the window. I couldn't understand this because, with his reasoning, zombies are more likely to come in through a window rather than the locked door way.
I said, "Well you're next to the DOORway!"
He says, "It's okay, though, because I can throw deadly elbows to fight them off."
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