“One of the privates, Auton it sounded like, grunted a bark of laughter at this. He asked, “Why do you call them Liverpool fans, Sarge?” Another one of them came running from the shadows. “Mine!” Miller shouted. He extended his Glock, waited until the creature was a metre away, and then squeezed the trigger. There was a deafening bang. Something wet shot from the back of the creature’s head. And then the zombie had fallen, motionless, to the floor. “I call them Liverpool fans,” Miller said, smiling. “Because their brains have stopped working and they all need shooting in the face. It’s the same reason why you’ll hear some squaddies call them James Corden fans.” “Are they infectious, Sarge?” “Why? Are you thinking of dating one, Willoughby?” MilitaryHumourHorrorZombiesUrbex Book:#DeadEndTours: Hurting Fields Source: #DeadEndTours: Hurting Fields
“Jim studied her without saying a word. He had a friend who said that arguing with conspiracy theorists was like playing chess with a pigeon, in that it knocks the pieces over, shits all over the board, and still struts around as though it was victorious. He groaned at the idea of his career going down the pan because of a conspiracy theory. — The Smoking Gunners, short story” Crime FictionMystery QuotesHumo Author:Ashley Lister