Well, today I went to a rather large building in the city. After being introduced to a zombie named Ingrid Holtz, I made my way into the basement. Strangely enough, there was a merry-go-round in here. After riding that, I went onto the roof. As soon as stepping out of the elevator, my precious toes were trodden on by a rather angry looking giraffe. I named him Buckey, which was quite fitting, because shortly after he proceded to kick me in the head. Once he knew what all the commotion was about Ingrid came running, or rather limping, to my rescue. He succesfuly managed to tame Buckey, but accidently rode him off the roof. This killed Buckey, who was turned into a zombie by Ingrid and brought back to 'life'....sortof. Not wishing to be seen with a middle aged zombie and his pet giraffe, I beckoned them into an alleyway. Too bad for me, Buckey's head was seen by the nieghbours, as well as several police helicopters that were patrolling the area. I ran up Buckey's neck and jumped, managing to grab on to the landing thing of one of the helicopters. After throwing out the pilot I helped Ingrid and Buckey into the helicopter, and flew back home to safety.
And that was my day.
Brian Topp Community Member 
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