The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (6)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.

Day 6: A Different Sort of Bear Attack

On day five you were cruising down the highway and saw a gruesome sight. Hordes of zombies have joined together and they are marching forward eating everything in their path. You can’t turn around because the road is engulfed. Your only choice is to drive on and hope you don’t run out of gas.

You slowed to watch a black bear out front of the herd. He tired of running and turned to stand his ground. His first swipe cut a zombie in half. Ditto his second. The horde surrounded him and you were glad he was doing your work, making the place safer as he killed them one by one.

The bear mauled forty of them before he got too tired to fight them off. They climbed on and started gnawing through his fur. You didn’t shoot. There were just too many of them and it was too late for the bear.

You snapped a photo with your iPhone and drove on, glad to be inside the jeep and not out there on foot.

Twenty miles down the road, your partner takes over driving for a while. You decide to post the picture online as a tribute to the brave creature.

What is your final Facebook status or Tweet?

Which of your friends is so techno addicted they will log on and see it?

You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.

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4 Comments on “The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (6)”

  1. Dawnna Hale says:

    Geez! What a bear of a day it was driving in traffic!! I’m not even kidding! Huge bear in the middle of the road fighting off Zombies and guess who had to help it? The poor thing wasn’t doing very well until I came along, (not bragging) I knifed those rascals and then got back in the car, and the worst part was?…..Oh you guessed it, spilled my coffee, right between my, oh well,
    (you don’t wanna know!)

  2. “I WONDER, do zombies shit bare in the woods?

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