If I were the last woman alive in a post-apocalyptic world, this street would be a lot quieter.
Of course, my lawn would get really overgrown and weedy. Who would mow it? That’d be a problem.
What’s that kid got? A freezie? Next time I’m putting a loonie in my shoe so I can stop for a freezie when I pass the corner store.
Why is it that the kids at the skate park are almost never skating? They’ll be sorry they wasted all that skating time when the apocalypse comes.
Hey, I passed that couple out walking last time, too! We’re total exercise buddies! Hi!
It’s been years since I saw an Orange Crush. Do they still make Orange Crush?
Thinking of which, it’s been ages since I listened to that R.E.M. album we have. But if I put it on tomorrow, I’ll just have to deal with a lot of questions about who Kenneth is, and what IS the frequency, anyway. Best to stick to High School Musical 2.
As soon as the apocalypse gets here, I’m going to break into the Quickie and take all the freezies I want. Ha!
Then I’m going to find the last remaining goat on earth to keep the lawn under control.
Hey look, I’m home!
Someone get me an iPod. Seriously.