Why saggy pants could save your life

We've all seen the fools that parade around with their underwear hanging out, but it occurred to me last night that these nutjobs might actually save the rest of us in case of zombie apocalypse.

See, I figure since they can't run more than a few steps without tripping on their pants, they'll provide a great distraction to the approaching zombie hordes, allowing the rest of the population a chance to get away while the zombies nom them like potato chips.

Isn't it natural selection for the weak and slow to get culled anyway? The only downside is that since zombies eat brains, they may not find the slack-witted gray matter of these saggy pants-wearing individuals that satisfying if smarts equals taste. I guess we'll just have to make the most of the distraction they provide.

If you see someone exposing their underwear this way, thank them for being willing to die for you. It's a real sacrifice to live such a short life and look ridiculous.

Are brains really that tasty?

I'm over at Fictionistas today talking about the zombie craze that seems to be taking over YA fiction. What do you think? Are zombies the new black? Come chat and tell me!