When I die, I want to be mummified in a gigantic sushi roll from Globefish. Wrap me in that savoury seaweed paper and throw me into the ground. SO I CAN EAT MY WAY OUT! What? You thought I was just gonna die? Bitch please. I am gonna come back as the handsomest, most awesome zombie you ever laid your dumb eyes on. First, I am gonna eat my seaweed bodysuit and then I am going to move onto the entire city of Calgary. I am not going to stop until I eat the brains of every last one of you faux liberal hipsters. I might look timid but I am done with you chumps and anyways, I heard human brains taste like tuna roll and I fucking LOVE tuna rolls. Yummy yum yum.