my husband knows to go ahead and kill me. if he can't do it i guess i will have to do it myself. i have no real survival skills, a wonky hip, and a true need for indoor plumbing. i would just slow him down and be a liability.
I saw one of these posts a couple months ago where people actually have the 72 hour kits and the monthly stash and it freaked me out. I don't think DH would let me give up. I have no supplies at this point other than guns. So I think we'd throw on the dog's leashes and we'd start looting.
I've already trained my children in the proper use of flamethrowers and to aim for the head. Incidentally, this isn't working out so well for them in preschool where smaller children have a tendency to look and smell like zombies. I've had to sign a few letters.
Once we've cleared a path we will head for the hills. And survive.
We have a location we're headed to and know how to barricade ourselves. We're planning to purchase guns soon. No stockpile of food yet, but it's planned.
Also, my parents and sister know that if I call them and say zombies are here they are to immediately move to the safehouse. I was dead serious and sober when I told my mother this and swore I would never say it as a joke. She was actually touched that I thought of saving them too.
H grabs the fireproof safe that has all our documents in it put it in the go bag with clothes, some rations, spare glasses flashlights, water tablets, soap, diapers, a few tools and a battery-operated radio, then make sure we have backup glasses and all his medications. I grab some of Joaquin's crap (a few toys and stuffed animals, plus her blanket and if I have the time all her disposable diapers) and Joaquin. Pile in the car and GTFO ASAP.
For Zombies, I might add 'grab bikes', because that's a far, far better way to travel for the apocalypse.
We are in an urban center and, unless we have a huge huge window of time before the zombies make it here, we are SOL. We have food sources all around for a little bit, but there would be a shitton of competition to get to them. I will be jumping.
Also, without public transportation, we would be stuck here, so there's that.
A rage zombie could likely swim because there's no decomposition. An undead zombie, no. Although sometimes the creators let them walk under water which is totally stupid because decaying flesh should float.
My plan is to do exactly as my husband orders me to do for the first time ever in my life. It's also been explicitly discussed in no uncertain terms that this is the ONLY time he is allowed to give me orders instead of asking politely.
I'm not certain what HIS plans entail, but he's the expert on zombie avoidance in our family.
We've also fully discussed that if either of us is bitten, we're to shoot the infected person immediately. None of this "but I loooooove you" bullshit.
Post by kellbell191 on May 17, 2012 13:48:37 GMT -5
We live in the middle of nowhere next to a bunch of rednecks and a cattle farm. So I'd probably steal the rednecks guns, eat the cows and chill in the basement with the pets. I normally stockpile a ton of food anyway, but we don't have guns. I'm a vegetarian for whatever that counts...
Post by FroggyFarts on May 17, 2012 14:17:07 GMT -5
We're in the suburban city right now so we'd likely need to bunker down and loot for survival. Dependent on the spread of zombie-ism, we might head for the hills which are 45 minutes by car.
In the next five years, we'll be moving to a more rural area near natural water sources. Then I'll totally strike the lottery and build a fortress. /zombie survival plan
Post by partiallysunny on May 18, 2012 13:41:37 GMT -5
Kidless, I use to think I would wing it. Now, I seriously consider going all survivalist. I don't own any guns, nor do I plan to, but I have friends I know I can go to for help. Hopefully they don't turn into zombies first.
A rage zombie could likely swim because there's no decomposition. An undead zombie, no. Although sometimes the creators let them walk under water which is totally stupid because decaying flesh should float.
Plus if they walked deep enough they'd get crushed by the pressure.