Pretty much, it went like this:
- I wake up, notice the time
- Try to wake up Scott
- Eat something left over
- Drink Coffee and LOTSA Diet Mountain Dew
- Notice Scott hasn't shown life signs yet
- Take a shower
- Wait another hour or so
- See the living dead show its face
- Wait some more til the blood gets to all parts of Scott's body
- Realize it won't happen
- Tell Zombie Scott to take a shower
- Wait some more
- Get all our trash in the car, including the pale one.
- Drive until about Ohio, before the second coming of Scott happens. This time with full color skin and vocabulary complaining about his back and his head
The day we left from Michigan, Scott had a biopsy of something on his back. It was sore. Maybe You even did the biopsy on it Lori! (larfle)...
So basically ~6PM Scott finally awoke, mainly because of my bitching and complaining about the traffic... and my lack of foresight in Drinking $LARGE_AMOUNT of Diet Mountain Dew. Causing me to literally to do a tire and viaduct check. We only lost about, hmm, 10 Places? Right admin?
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