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A large family is wathcing tv, a movie called night of the living belchhas ended...

Dad: YYYYYYYAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhaah news time!!

He flips the channel to channel 28 ETNN (Eagleland Telivision News Network) His wife wakes up.

Wife: (grogy tone of voice) Its over?

Dad: Yeah, but don't worry I taped it.

Wife: Good!, what about Joey he looks tired?

Dad: He'll wake up soon.

(all of a suden a feirce scratching sound is heard at the front door)

Dad: Damn, neieghborhod cats!

(He looks out the window and sees arow after row of red and orange glowing eyes satring at him through the heavy wooden door>

Dad: (as calmly as possible)Rita please get me my gun and hide Joey in our room.

Rita: Why whats wrong Eric?

Eric: Do it now!!

(Rita rushes up the stairs like a mister batty outta hell, meanwhile out side a tall dark figure appears)

Figure: Master Pokey, Its began hows the egg?

Pokey: Fine, Starman supreme thanks for the technology, The Zombieafiermonotransmitifierabober works well beyond what I thought it would.

Starman s: Very well moving to sector 3 west towards Twoson

(back inside the house)

Eric: Rita wheres Joey?

Rita: Upstairs in the Closet.

Eric: Good go hide there as well OK?

Rita: Wh-

Eric : Do it damnit! Go!

(Rita hurrys up the stairs looks over the banister just as Eric dashes away from her, In 4 Minutes (SSSSSSSSSMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!!)the door is busted down and zombies(Urban and farm) burst by like ants)

Eric: Die you ugly mot-!(He's cut offBy moans and groans)

(As soon as the zombies appeared, they left)
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Preacher: Johnathan B Carpainter was not a bad man, but was a superman he helped the community and others he never had any children, but he was all our father, amen.

All mourners: Amen!

Ness: I can't beleive that son of a bitch Pokey killed him!

Jeff: (Wipping a tear from his eyes) Its never fair my hampster Peter died I almost gave myself a hernia, but I didn't even know him and yet I'm so sad.

Paula: Lets go okay, just to see what that crazy turd pokey is up to.

Boys: Allright!

Ness: Lets all convein at my house 'kay.

Others: Okay!

(As there walking a metal Bird the size of a sparow flys above)

Pokey: Soon Ness, soon old friend, as soon as the egg hatches.

The End

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