"Screw this. Screw life. Screw these damn walkers."
My life hasn't changed that much since the apocalypse started. Well except constant teeth snapping my way.
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"We're in this together. What's yours is mine, and whats mine is yours. That's what...
You don't understand. We left him there like some kind of caged animal.
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In one swift movement Rick left my side and hit Merle over the head. He dropped what I noticed was a crow bar. Merle falls to the ground as Rick drags him over to the set of pipes next to me. As Merle tried to gain consciousness Rick quickly handcuffed him.
Quickly moving out of the way I made my way away from Rick and Merle.
"Who the hell are you, man?!"
"Officer friendly," Rick replied sarcastically. Look here, Merle. Things are different now. There are no 'ni**ers' anymore. No dumb-as-shit, inbred white-trash fools either. Only dark meat and white meat. There's us and the dead. We survive by pulling together, not apart," Rick spat.
"Screw you, man," Merle mumbles.
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"I can see you make a habit of missing the point."
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"Well, screw you twice," Merle hissed.
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