Morning Spam

[Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, One Victim of Many]

Boss was dead again.

His corpse stands at the head of a powerful zombie army, his hand raised in
command. A forgotten cigar lays on the floor.

His eyes are Xs. His tongue hangs out.

Reanimated State Worker: "Boss, what do we do next?"

Hiding Worker, Behind Boss Corpse: "I am dead, you fool! It is time to stop
obeying me!"

Reanimated State Worker: "I'm jealous."

Reanimated State Worker heads to their office to play dead too.
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