# when there's nothing left for you but dance something only a few nihilistic researchers would somehow be worth actually considering specifically at the apex of a personalised zombie a-calypso when the dead are about to consume one whole and raw one takes the equally drastic decision to quote 'try out a few funky dance moves' the only result being one also looks like a terminal idiot *while* being chewed alive adding unnecessary embarrassment to extreme existential dread the counter intuitively nihilistic aspect of such a scene of course not being the undead themselves but the decision to dance no matter what the circumstances better to go down fighting than to give up and dance like you've got candy in your heels - dim schmuck // republic of bob