I’m trying to imagine the sequence of events.
Couple in their garage watching TV.
Man walks up and asks, “can I drink some of your caustic garage chemicals?”
“Well, OK,” they say.
???
This is the second sign of the impending zombie apocalypse.
The first being, of course, HO’s candidacy.
His mom said he’d been acting weird for a while so could have been an oncoming mental issue.
I’m one to joke around most of the time but having a wife that had some post partum issues I hate to joke about stuff like this when it happens to others.
As I’ve said elsewhere, I now believe our brain chemistry is a lot more in control of our thoughts and actions than we realize, and we’re not in complete control of our brain chemistry.