First: This was hilarious, I almost shot coffee right out my nose.
First and foremost, the Mercy! Because if I am gunna die for sure I at least want a hug while it happens...
Some should not drink and read.
Second: These kinda questions always get me. I personally think that the time to answer it would be better spent devising ever more inventive and thus more effective ways of ensuring I am NOT going to gnawed upon by some undead goober.
Maybe it is just me, but if I am to survive and prosper in the zombpocalyptic dystopia that hopefully awaits us, I will need a plan. A GOOD plan.
And there is something appealing about the conventional wisdom of not needing to outrun the shambling mass of putrification if I can out-think my companions who contemplate wearing the red shirt this episode, right?
What was it Patton said? Something about getting the other bastard masticated, or something along those lines?