"This chapter is not about the zombie apocalypse or some zombie dreams. If you are willing to read this corny story the go ahead and if not then skip this chapter. Don't blame me if you think this is not funny. Remember you have been warned!"
Have you ever seen a zombie in your life? I just did after my dad binge drinking with alcohol.
Sharing a room with my parents give me the privilege of seeing them lovey-dovey and when I saw them in this mode. I just make an excuse of going out buying some snacks and give them privacy. I feel it's yucky to see my middle-aged parents behaving like this but at the same time, I feel so happy knowing that their love for each other Is still strong. I hope and pray that my parents will stay yucky forever!
This morning my dad give me the shock of my life when I just wake up and open my eyes. I saw my father looks horrible and seem lifeless, he walk very slow and stiffly. He even put his two arms up like he's trying to hold onto something. My wild imagination flares up. I just saw my dad turn into a zombie walking to the toilet. I am in a state of agape. Is this for real? Then I heard my mom chuckle loudly and said to me, Good morning sweetie, and close your mouth! I know this image of your dad will be imprinted in your brain forever. I hope it will not scar you for life then she laughs. I answer her good morning and I said don't worry mom, my dad is still the most handsome zombie I ever saw. Then my dad said in his loud voice from the comfort room, I heard all of that! Mom and I look at each other in the eyes and giggle like crazy teenagers.
My mom is a wise alcohol drinker. She sips her drink slowly and limits to two glasses of wine only. Just imagine her control, for more than ten hours of eating, talking, laughing, and drinking. She only consumes two glasses of wine. Yeh, my mom is the wonder woman of restraint when it comes to alcohol.
My dad is different once he's drinking with my mom. He takes it as a license to become a zombie!! I mean an excuse to drink until his soul is drowned with alcohol. This is the first time I saw my dad behaving like this. Maybe he trusted mom so much and believe in her ability to take care of him even when he turned a zombie, I mean drunk!
After dad is done with his zombie business in the toilet. He told us, we need to go and have some breakfast. I need coffee badly!! So the zombie, mom, and I went to the hotel restaurant.
After what I saw this morning I formulated a concussion in my mind, that alcohol can turn my dad into a zombie! Hey, I am just joking.