Man Getting Out Of That Church Was Hell .... No Pun Intended But We're Now Traveling Twords Batesville AR In Hopes Of Finding More Food At The Mcdonalds Because For Some Strange Assed Reason Mark HAS TO HAVE a McChicken And I Have To Say I Can't Complain So Long As He Shows Me How To Work The Fryer Long Enough To Heat Up About Ten Of The Bitches ...
While On The Road I Decided To Work On My Marksmenship So I Point Mark In The Direction Of Batesville And Find One Of The Smaller Caliber Guns Which We Have Shit Loads Of Ammo For And Sitting In The Bed Of The Truck I Start Poping Off Anything That Moves While Paul Sits By Laughing At My Sick Methods Of Delivering A Painful Shot "OH MAN I CASTRATED THAT ONE HE'S GOING TO BE FUCKING PISSED! "
Along The Way Mark Seems To Lose Himself In Thought .... I Wonder What He Was Thinking About Something Must Be Bothering Him .... Maybe He's Just Pondering Our Next Move Meh Guess I'll Find Out Later
As We Get Closer To Batesville I Ask Mark To Take A Quick Run Down A Specific Road For My Enjoyment I Tell Him To Take One More Turn And A Short Ways Down the Road He Notices Its A Dead End And I Inform Him Why We're Here .... Pulling Out A Grenade Each We All Three Heft One At My Ex-Girlfriends House And Pull A Short Ways Up The Road To Watch The Explosion Mark Laughing A Bit At The Fact A Sixteen Year Old Would Go That Far To Piss Off His Ex If She Was Still Alive
We Continued On To Batesville Ariving A Short Time Later The Thirty Minute Drive Having Gone By So Quickly With All The Explosions And Gun Fire To Keep Us Entertained ....
and Boy Are We Fucked Batesville Had Ten Times The Population Before Z-Day As Cavecity Had ....
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