by Jackson Ferrell
Andrew Jackson knew that the bullet he had put through the fifth zombie's head was his last one; he had been counting. He meant to slam the butt of his M1 carbine into the sixth zombie's skull, but the fourth zombie grabbed him from behind, so he turned around and smashed its upper arm instead.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Our Nation's Seventh President Fights an Uphill Battle
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