Why I need there to be a zombie apocalypse!

Ok, so im not the most tolerant of people at the best of times, but in all honesty.... its really not my fault!
I mean, seriously, have you met the general public? They are incredibly stupid, annoying.... and they dont even seem to notice... Really? How can they not!!!
I went to the store this morning and was cut up by the same damn woman 3 times!!! Then people who were probably neighbours were blocking a whole aisle, chatting... AND had the nerve to look at me like i was the one causing inconvenience to them!!! Seriously, i despise Joe public!!!
They are, for the best part, mindless, senceless. They walk about like they possess neither eyes, nor a brain.... To all intents and purposes..... They are Zombies! (well, maybe they dont crave brains, but you get where i'm coming from, Right?)

So here is the stinger.... You can literally do fuck all about it, except for frown at them, give them dirty looks, rant to people and if you really feel so much about it... you can write a blog, that maybe 1 or 2 people will read!!!!

Now, I spend a lot of time planning for the Zombie apocalypse, i'm actually very excited about it... I have my plan people!!! But that is another blog, for another day! My point is.. im literally dying to put it into operation at times when I have to deal with people en-mass.

Tell me you never fantasise about just going mad, letting rip when people get to much? You havn't? I dont believe you!!!!
I may have issues with controlling my temper, but I will never lie about it... I have thought about exploding on those fuckers!!!! Violently, loudly... Hell yes! the idea I could just get them the fuck out of my way, at least until I'm done doing what i gotta do, heaven!

So... here is my point... There you are, in the street, the store, the beach, wherever really... and the virus hits, they all turn (except my friends.... in my head, they are always all imune to the Zombie virus, because my friends dont piss me off).. and there you are... complete freedom to shoot every single one of those fuckers that has been in your way, pissing you off, right between the eyes. And to be able to do it... all in thename of survival! Catharsis at its purest.
Most of you will deny you have ssuch violent thoughts, because you are normal, sane human beings, you dont talk about how much you hate people, how angry they make you, because you want to fit into society, to conform.. Well good luck with that,  I for one will be there... the minute you turn from a proverbial zombie to a real one, Gun in hand, ready to pay you back for every time you walked to slowly in front of me, or cut me up, or blocked my way... for every single moronic little thing that could have ever possibly pissed me off!
So yeah.... i have plenty of reasons to be waiting on my apocalypse!!!

Who needs 8 fucking legs!!!

Ok, so I have been told I should do this shit...
But What to blog about.. hmm, Anyone who knows me well, knows I rant! Alot!!!!
Some have even woken up to my senceless ranting because my dream pissed me off (this was not appreciated) :/

So here I sit, cup of tea empty (I could rant about that) wondering where to start...
And it has to be my arch nemesis... Spiders!!!

Seriously.... WTF is wrong with them....????
Who needs 8 legs....????

I will start at the middle, because i never think in a linear fashion... my brain has more tangents than anything i can think to compare it too!!!
I have been scared of spiders since i can remember, and people have told me for years... ''that little thing is more scared of you than you are of it'' Really??? WHY the fuck does it run at me and i run away??
WHY when they are so scared of me, do they create that horrible webby stuff, and use it to absail down onto unsuspecting passers by?
Its like fucking black op's or something!!!  They perch in the corner f your room, watching you... waiting... planning.
Ever asked yourself why they have 8 legs? I can accept 6...  4 for walking (although i manage just fine on 2), 2 for weaving afore mentioned horrible webby stuff as they attack... So what the hell are the other 2 for???
My thought is weaponry... tiny little machine guns, or machette's

Here is another possibilty...    Recording equipment!!!  Its a government conspiracy!!!!
Its 1984 my friends and big brother is watching you!!!