Er...My weapon is a little toddler booster seat. It isn't even sitting on a chair I could use instead, just resting on the floor where the kid dragged it.
A pink fluffy bathrobe and roll of polka dot wrapping paper. I feel woefully underprepared, unless the zombies have colds or forgot somebody's birthday.
Hm. You could blind them with wrapping paper over their heads, then wrap the robe around them without putting their arms in the sleeves, and then tie the sleeves around their bodies.
Do zombies breathe? Can they be smothered? Otherwise, all we can hope for is that they *cannot resist pillow fights*, and some of us fend them off while others run. Later, we can braid their hair and talk about boys.
I think she'd probably wait around, hoping some brains will fall on the floor so she can eat them. Or, if she doesn't like strangers, she might bite their ankles, and bits of their legs would fall off. That'd slow them down.
Oooh! If they rotate fast enough, and we sharpen the blades with a lathe or something, it could be the Whirring Cooling Device of Decapitation. Me likey!
Well, there's a couple of things to my left, so take your pick: TiVo, DVD player, Roku, headphones, and Sweatin' to the Oldies DVD. I think Richard Simmons can take those zombies. ;)
But maybe they're not actually zombies! Maybe they just have had their makeup badly applied! I know I'd be in a horrid mood if someone did that sort of job on me...
Farther to the left, though, is my OfficeJet printer. That would effectively knock their noggins off. If I could actually, you know, lift and throw it.
Possibly douse yourself in perfume samples, combined with pouring ink on your head -- maybe they don't like the smell, and will stay away from your head, while you aim for theirs.
A set of brass fire-irons. (I imagine the shovel and the poker would be the most useful of these, and I could certainly hand you the stand, which is nice and weighted.)
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