PCP is a hell of a drug....
This reminds me of my days as a young Private. We used to have a connex (big metal shipping container) at work that had "ZOMBIE PLATOON" stenciled
all over it, as it used to belong to a platoon whose mascot was a zombie.
We would bring girls by work to pick something up and have them wait outside. We'd always tell them to stay away from the box with the experimental
zombie platoon in it, cause they could smell you and it would get them all worked up and its such a pain in the ass to get them to settle down again.
Needless to say we'd stick a guy in there to moan a little bit to get them to come investigate, then thrash around until we came out all pissed off
cause they woke up the zombies.
Not a bad practical joke and we probably did our part to perpetuate the myth that the Army is experimenting with the military application of
reanimated corpses.






