Twenty-Eight

I hate my dad.  I really do.  

Tonight we were sitting in the den.   I was working on my homework.  

My dad turned on the TV.   The news was on and they were talking about Lily.

He said, "Who cares about this crap?"   Then he turned on Pet Relief.   

It's not a huge deal technically speaking.

I went to my room and looked it up on the computer.

It's just his attitude.

Who cares about this crap?

His daughter.

Does he not realize it?

Is he purposely being malicious?   Or is he just clueless.  

Either way.   It sucks.

Oh….and the Lily thing.

She's still acting like a regular zombie.   The news is that a group of scientists want to try feeding her.   And you know what I mean by that.    They have this idea that if she's well nourished, she'll have her greater capabilities.  

Some people are up in arms about this.  They say it's unethical.   What are they going to use for food?

They did already try animal meat (cow and pig).

That didn't work.

They're talking about trying chimpanzee meat…since they're genetically similar to us.  

Maybe that will work.  

If not, I wonder if they will go ahead with the human meat.

It's hard enough though getting people to sign up as organ donors.   Are they going to have any luck getting people to volunteer as zombie meat donors?  

Well, I'm sure there ARE people who would volunteer.    I remember reading that there were people willing to sign up for being Zombie Zoo meat.    But if the Lily scientists do get people to sign up; what's the chance of them dying anytime soon?

Lily might have a long wait.