Stuff thats happened (Graphic image)

In the past wee while, and Iwould have toldmore of you face to face, but you know, time and all that.

When I get up in the morning, I have a pretty sad set routine. I get up,micturate (pee) and shower. Then I deal with the rest of the days concerns, I get dressed, walk the dog, go out, that sort of thing. A few weeks back Husband took a nosebleed whilst asleep. I'm in the bathroom, (nekkid) and having peed already picking up the empty loo roll tube thats fallen down the back of the loo.

Husband staggers to bathroom door, glazed look across his face, blood smeared all across his face and all up his arms. Unfocused he eventually looks at me and lets out a "Gnurgggh" noise. Like this

Now admittedly I was just awake so not really firing on all cylinders (am I ever? I hear you ask) and my first thought was not "Aww poor mans obviously had a nosebleed". My thought process went like this:

"ZOMBIE!"
"Shit. I don't have a weapon"
"How embarrassing being killed when naked"
"What do I have in the intervening 3 feet between him and me?"
"FUCK"

I find this slightly worrying that my initial reaction to a blood smeared person is "KILL IT! KILL IT!"