Whether it’s a swanky mansion in Beverly Hills or a crumbling old shack in East Randomtown, your home is yours. It belongs to you.
And I don’t know about you, noble reader, but I’d rather sing a karaoke version of Taylor Swift’s greatest hits while Japanese businessmen pelt me with rotten eggs than allow a damn dirty zombie to drive me out of my home.
This is America, damn it, and if those zombies want my house they’ll have to either yank my stank ass corpse out of it or at the very least, make me a reasonable offer based on fair market value, adjusted for inflation, with additional moving expenses added in.
I’m not going to tell you that it is possible to fully zombie proof your home. After all, put enough zombies anywhere and they can destroy anything.
But I will tell you that these are some steps that will slow the undead down:
Board Up Your House
Yes, right now. Every door. Every window. Every entrance. Nail boards over all of it. Then in bright orange spray paint write “Zombies Not Welcome” all over the boards. Or, if you want to be tricky, put up a sign that says, “All the Brains in this House Have Already Been Devoured in a Grotesque Manner.” Zombies are pretty dumb so they’ll fall for it. And let’s face it. No one in your house is a rocket scientist so a sign reading “No Brains Here” wouldn’t even really be that much of a stretch would it?
Do you want to be nailing boards over your doors while zombie hands are busting through the walls and getting all grabby with you? I think not. So nail your house shut and then sit in the corner and wait for the zombie apocalypse like a good reader.
Then again, I suppose if you did all this the neighbors would probably assume you are a wacko and call the cops on you. And it would harm your home’s ventilation, cut down the interior air circulation, rob you of natural lighting, and turn you into an unhealthy shut in.
Shit. OK. Change of plan. DO NOT board up your house. But go to Home Depot and get a bunch of boards and store them somewhere nice and safe so you’ll have them ready to go when the news reports start warning of an impending zombie attack.
If you can’t carry the boards, there are usually a lot of Mexican dudes hanging around outside Home Depot waiting to help people carry anti-zombie attack boards in exchange for a few bucks. That’s not a racist statement. That’s just how it is.
In fact, and I don’t mean to tell the news media how to do their jobs here, but someone really needs to ask Donald Trump who the hell is going to carry all of our anti-zombie home protection boards when all the Mexicans are sent to the other side of the wall that he wants to build and bill to the Mexicans.
By the way, that reminds me:
You Need to Build a Wall
You need to build a giant wall around the entire perimeter of your home. You need to do it fast, you need to do it now and you need to make the zombies pay for it.
Don’t let the zombies fool you. Many of them are still carrying the wallets that belonged to the people they were before they became undead shells of their formers selves. So they’ve got the cash to reimburse you for anti-zombie wall.
In that wall, there should be a door. You can use it if you ever want to leave your home for whatever reason. Maybe you need to go on supply runs or something.
Now it’s your home so you can choose to let zombies in if you want, provided that they pass through your rigorous vetting process, but make no mistake about it, zombies will only be allowed to pass through the door in your wall legally.
Look, this idea isn’t going to be popular but I’m just going to say it. Maybe we ought to put a total moratorium on all zombies entering your home until we figure out what in the hell these zombies are up to.
So get your ass back to Home Depot, grab some bricks and mortar and hire those Mexicans to build your wall for you. The higher the better because pole vaulting is not exactly a zombie’s strong suit.
Um, you might need to get some permits and the approval of various officials before you build your wall. There’s probably limits on how high you can build too. You know what, I’m just going to let you figure that part out on your own. I can’t do everything for you.
Get a Gas Powered Generator
These will become a hot commodity during a zombie apocalypse so rather than wait and put yourself in a position where you’ll have to sell you body to some redneck in order to get one, why not invest in one today?
Go get one, get it set up, and keep a reasonable supply of gas on hand. I mean, you don’t want to keep so much that you’ll burn down your house, but enough so that you’ll at least be able to run the lights and let your kids play their stupid video games so that you won’t have to talk to them or read to them or do any parenting or shit.
(That was a joke. Parent your kids and teach them to be solid citizens. Who knows? Maybe with your help they’ll grow up to become respectable world leaders who won’t allow a zombie apocalypse to happen.)
If you have a home alarm monitoring system, it’s not going to work once the power goes out.
Thus, a pesky zombie could break into your house and if you’re fast asleep, you won’t know he’s inside until he’s munching on your face.
Various anti-zombie experts will differ on this, but I recommend hiring a band of hobos to walk around your house. Promise to send some food their way once in awhile and in exchange, they’ll be expect to shout, “BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!” if they see any zombies coming your way.
Oh, right. My attorney advises me to to warn you that hobos are a violent, ill-tempered lot and should not be trusted anywhere near your home.
Really? That seems kind of racist against hobos. Wait. Hobos aren’t a race. Classist? I don’t know.
You know what. Forget it. Don’t put hobos in charge of guarding your house. Damn lawyers ruin everything.
Who knows how long the zombie apocalypse is going to last?
If you’re stuck in your home for an extended time period, you’re going to get the munchies like a futhermucker.
I’m no expert, but rarely has that ever stopped me from offering my opinion on anything, so here goes.
Perishables won’t last very long. Raw meat, cheese, milk, it’s all going to expire quickly if the zombies knock the power out and you didn’t have the foresight to get yourself a back-up generator.
You’ll probably want some powdered milk, packaged foods. Twinkies, I’m told, will last through a nuclear war and I know this because whenever I eat one I feel like it is still dancing in my belly for hours.
Do they still make Twinkies? I thought they stopped making them for awhile but then I thought they made a comeback. I don’t know.
Water is definitely something you’ll want. There’s all kinds of literature out there that will tell you how to keep it safe and drinkable even after storing it for long periods of time.
Do you know they have this invention now where it is like a giant bag you can put in your tub, fill it up with water and then your tub becomes like your own personal water storage tank?
Obviously, if there’s an impending disaster that could affect the quality of your water, you’ll want to fill that bag before said disaster.
With zombies, you could probably wait until news of a zombie epidemic spreads.
Then again, zombies have been known to pee in town water supplies.
You know what? It’s up to you. If you want to stop showering so you can leave a giant water bag in your tub in the event of a zombie apocalypse, be my guest.
Sorry. There are probably people out there more qualified than I am to tell you how to package and preserve your water and food stuffs.
“You need twinkies and water” is the best advice I can give you.
Also, if it gets down to the point where you have to drink your own urine, consider just giving up and letting the zombies have you.
I mean, it’s your wizz, for Christ’s sake. There can’t be anything tangy or delicious about that.