An Actual "Conversation"

This was an actual "conversation" I had with my parents the other day. I put "conversation" in quotes because it was really only me telling them ridiculous things. Come to think of it, most of my interactions could be deemed "conversations."

The other day, I said, "I never throw antibiotics away anymore, because The Walking Dead taught me that in the event of a zombie apocalypse, the pharmacies won't be open and there will be no way to get drugs except to root through people's abandoned houses and cars. So, even if you're allergic to an antibiotic you're taking, don't throw it away. You'll be glad to have it if you really need it." Then my mom goes, "But why would we need an antibiotic in a zombie apocalypse?" To which I responded, "It's because, when you run away from the zombies, you're going to rip your arm open on a car door." To which I'm pretty sure she stared at me in horror until I walked away.

This is a photo of a man who is wishing he held on to some Doxycycline, even though it used to upset his tummy.

The more you know...