Whilst you and Shirley bicker with each other whilst being hung by your incredibly embarrassing langurs you then both start to hear…a rip.
“Uh oh.”
“What do you mean uh oh?”
Another rip could be heard, you look behind you and large holes began to form around your underwear.
“Don’t you get it you ninny our underwear is about to—“
But before Shirley could finish what he was about to say you boy fell flat on your faces as both your underwear snap at the same time.
“Rip…we’ll looks like we both have no underwear, no supplies and not enough skills to survive in our own, I suggest a team up in order to keep each other from becoming zombies.
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