It has happened, the zombies are upon us. Within just a weekend the world as I knew it has gone to hell.
When I went out for supplies after a weekend-long Netflix and Chill, heavy on the chill, I ran into what I thought was just a drunken dude.
Instead, he was actually a zombie dude and I got bitten. Ripped a piece out of my arm, just like that. Rude.
I don't want to turn into a zombie. And even less do I want to eat my gorgeous hot boyfriend Alex. Not in the zombie eating way at least.
Maybe, just maybe, we have found a solution. A way for me to stay human and not turn into a zombie.
Now all we have to do is show everybody we run into that the answer is sex.
Living Dead Girl is a ridiculous series of shorts (I'm warning you. Don't leave a bad review because it was short!)
Seriously, you probably do not want to read it. It'll leave you horny and laughing at the same time and that is just wrong.
Better just skip this book. You do not want to read how sex is the answer to the zombie apocalypse. Nor do you want to know what (and who) Lizz and Alex have to do in order to convince everybody they are right. And you definitely do not want to follow her story all the way up to the president and all the scientist that she has to show that sex really does turn zombies back into functioning humans.
