The Motherf*cking Zombie Apocalypse
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Ongoing7m
Last published Tue, Feb 3, 2015
Long ago - more like 25 years ago - in the cold ass land of Ohio, Broseph and Mary Powers had a baby. It wasn't Jesus, it was WILL POWERS!! Will Powers, a mildly attractive average black dude.
*pentatonix harmonized yodeling in the distance*
When the world is taken over by veggie-brained zombies, it's sorta up to Will Powers to survive longer then everyone else. Along with his dumbass friends in the cold ass land of Ohio, it's up to them to... uhm... well we haven't really thought that far ahead yet... uh... move the plot along? Oh I know! It is up to them to actually find whatever the hell this book's about. Along the way, Will Pooters will have to: fight zombies, escape cannibal farmers, drink water, eat a shit-ton of granola bars, actually go to the bathroom unlike every other book ever, and walk away from friends watching FRIENDS.
So grab YOUR dumbass friends, a shit-ton of bacon, and sit down and enjoy this book that breaks the fourth wall more times then we can count on both hands.
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