re-activated.

ZERO HEAVY INDUSTRIES.
you know it.
sometimes,
it's okay to work through your weekend,
especially when work means baller-A*
battle-beast bullet-blasting some hot leaden
salami slugs shots from your very own
defense system ordnance weaponry.
c'mon.
we get busy, my ninjas.
we get molto busy, like barbarian businessmen.
that's how we doo-doo that business, actually.
straight from the future,
directly at your mutha-flippin' face,
like a stepping razor an' sh!t,
as loud, fresh, and hard
as a team of worthy warrior poets can.
zombie defense is no joke.
never mind all the chuckletards playing it for laughs...
we're on that next-level real-time propaganda jauns.
for serious, son.
check the teleport:

that's it, soak in that turbo-sexy
regionally-appropriate camouflage awareness.
we make personal preparedness in harmony with nature.
because nature always wins, neighbors.
that's authentic new england snow, in there, too.
recognize.
don't sleep on that training,
don't wait on that purchase.
today is the day,
right now is the right time.
if you aren't getting ready to survive,
you may as well lay right down next to a napkin,
and serve yourself right up-
rare, tartare, or sushi-like.
just sayin'-
do you want to get your whole head eaten right off
by the cannibalistic undead carcasses of what
used to be your friends and neighbors?
me neither, yo.
don't be dumb.
that's word.
for example,
when i'm on that eleventh-level crisis responder sh!t,
or getting geared-up for assessing and addressing
the plausible collapse of social order as we know it,
or even just going to work,
i keep a respectable amount of readiness in the
rear of my responsibly adult station wagon:

wordimus prime, kids.
we keep it really real in the woodsly goodness.
it's dark out, duders.
from dawn until dusk and back again,
we rock steady, and we rock hard.
not to mention the fact that my main ninja ro-ro
gets EXPERT with that flash photography.
he's got explosivo umbrellas, and black-magic glass,
and remote control robobotronic equipment,
and he knows how to use it.
on the ones,
check out this trio of rough, rugged, and raw-style
lightning-striking zombie defenders:

yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
that's how you rep the future like a MAN.
times three.
beards, mutha-b!tches.
that's how you know it's good stuff....
unless you're a waterbabyish weak-sauce nancypants,
you are getting the hugest, pop-outtiest high-noon rager
about how completely fluent in applicable science we are.
if not, well,
zombies will bite and swallow you.
and that's not cool.
if i were you, i'd do something about that.
in fact,
i'd probably contact the professionals.
immediately.
ZERO, y'all.
the answer is right in front of your faces.
make some moves;
never quiet, never soft.....