Art vs Life, redux

Today while visiting Silent Hill taking pictures in the basement, a board fell on me. It was one of those big white foam-cardboard thingies, so it wasn't bad, just stung a lot. D:

I told my boss I would start bringing a golf club down with me. He thought it was funny. D: I told him he'd be sorry when zombies rose up and ate all his employees and he just laughed again.

( ZOMG SEE IT'S A ZOMBIEEEEEEEEE )