Godzilla doesn’t really remember what it was like before the zombies came.
Occasionally, he will get a flash of memory, like the smell of juniper, or the sound of children in a swimming pool.
But it fades once the next bullet is fired.
Memory is a luxury.
The zombies come.
What can I possibly add to that? Nothing, that’s what. But I’ll tell you this: I wasted a good two hours on this guy’s Tumbr site, I am your Canadian Boyfriend, and I promise you you’ll see more of his stuff here at some point. You can also find this excellent cartoon in its original context here.
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