This is the tale of Zombie and Knucklehead. It is very similar to the grasshopper and the ant, I admit. But it is on my mind, my blog, so I will tell it.
Zombie was an ornery fellow, although he was young, he didn't much fancy the temptations of youth. He was disgusted by loud celebrations unless the noise was caused by things going boom, he did love stuff that blew up. He got himself to school and pushed himself. He was not the best reader, but he knew that if he did not do well, manual labor was probably in store. He was a zombie and his favorite snack was cheap brains, he loved money because he had figured Amazon had the best brains and he could order them in bulk, when he had money.
Knucklehead, on the other hand, was good looking and a fast talker. He was not interested in schools, brains, or anything that required his concentration for more than five minutes. He could be seen often shaking his money maker out at the clubs where other knuckleheads hung out. He didn't know this but when one knucklehead hangs with another knucklehead, nothing good happens. They get exponentially dumber. Like one has a bad idea, feeds it to the next, and he/she makes it worst. Of course, because Knucklehead is attractive, other knuckleheads are always calling him out. He doesn't know the word no, so he goes out every time. This of course traps him further in his crappy job because he is never rested and thus is always stuck doing menial labor.
Some time goes by, as it always does, Zombie is still shitty and unfriendly, but now he has finished school, he can get that job that pays him to play video games while he eats brains and even has a nanny to cut up little hamster brains to feed his baby zombies without getting his fingers dirty. Life is good for Zombie, he takes frequent vacations to soccer matches because zombies love crowds and the potential for mayhem. Soccer matches always have a chance of live human brains falling out of a unwary fan getting hit by hooligans.
Poor Knucklehead, he had a good job crushing cans with his head when cars started being made out of aluminum, but some engineer figured a hammer was just as good, so Knucklehead was let go. Sometimes he gets to wash cars, but he complains that it is cold in the winter and hot in the summer, so really there's like one week in May that is perfect and that is when he works. Rest of the time, he is on disability. In the fall sometimes he finds work as a nutcracker, but people know hammers do a better job, but he is still kinda cute, so some people employ him, until he complains of the headaches and migraines.
Is there a lesson to be learned? Yes. Zombie needs to venture out, live a little, maybe try a kidney or a liver, why always brains????? Knucklehead needs to be an individual who strives for something. Focus on a little schooling now so that you're not making money the hard way in the future. Sure, it seems fun to do what the cool kids are doing, but the cool kids will probably be doing the same thing in ten years. And seriously Zombie, you don't have a disease, you just insist on being a jerk, cut it out, you're not special, make friends with more people and maybe get that stick out of your ass, that's why you're always in a bad mood.
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