What concerns me is these legs don't run very fast. I think I'd die pretty quick. I'm not one to give up though..
If zombie's hit, I'd want to move to Texas. Better yet, I want to move to Texas before the zombies come. I just have a hunch that the people down there are a little tougher.
I'm thankful for the ladder tip though. I need a really tall tree fort with food & supplies. I'd prob need guns for protection against other humans though trying to take over my sweet tree fort.
Eh, ya, Texas is full of hardy people, but that's both a positive and a negative. But ladders isn't a bad idea at all, since down isn't a good idea.
Ya know, it might just be the whole mentioning of Shaun of the Dead, or the few beers I've been drinking, but I might just go grab my friends, break into the local bar, and have a merry time till we're either dead from the booze, or the zombies. One last hurrah for human kind.
There's brave and there's dumb, and sir, that idea somehow refuses both. I like the idea of a last hurrah, but as far as that being the first place to go, no thanks.