While the East Coast had to deal with the encroaching blistering heat this morning, I had problems of my own over at the GV bunker during a mini episode of what I thought was the apocalypse. I was sure that everyone had died in the hell fire or something, but turns out they were just hanging out in the air conditioning. While huddled up, loading my guns and counting how many cans of beans were left on the bunker shelves, I noticed a strange packet of some sort sticking out of my stack of cooling foam. A packet of Zombie Blood from Harcos Laboratories.

I lied. The Zombie Blood was actually waiting for me in the fridge, thanks to Coop, but I took it back to the bunker anyway to investigate further. For all I knew, everyone could have already been infected and would break out at any given second. To be fair, this is how I handle work at GV everyday. What? I'm a realist. Anyway, I was a little put off seeing that the thing was already covered in bloody fingerprints. Someone must have loved this bio-waste energy drink a lot to have tried to protect it with his life.

The packaging answered all my questions, which in turn won me over (I like my products to be straight with me). Is it zombie blood? Yes. Is it drinkable? Yes, with a flavor of level 5 deliciousness. Will it turn me into a zombie? Nope, it's "zombie mutagen free". Is that like free range chicken? Whatever, I decided to try it anyway, seeing as it was supposed to be a whole 5 levels of delicious.

Um, the bunker taste test didn't go so well and the grimace was a natural reaction. But then again, it's much better than I would have expected any zombie to taste. Plus, lime isn't really my favorite flavor anyway. Not that strawberry would have really saved it either. I guess what I'm trying to say is.... it's much better than Brawndo. In the end, I was able to pawn off the rest of the bio-hazard onto Coop who very willingly chugged the remainder of it. At least someone here likes zombie lime!

So why choose Zombie Blood over coffee? I don't know. It's green and it's zombie blood. Let's put it this way, if you were trying to prove how tough you were, you wouldn't demonstrate by being the bigger person and walking away from a fight. You'd upper-cut a unicorn while wearing a toga made of fire. Well, Zombie Blood is kind of like that. So why drink a Red Bull when you can look Satan in the eyes and tell him to make you dinner before kicking him into next week?

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