The dog ate my homework...or in this case, a ZOMBIE ate my homework...er...sort of...
24. The Dog Ate my Homework
Heard that one a million times. But, show us YOUR best reason for not having it to hand in. Did it get caught in the garage door opener? Did you get attacked by a bus full of angry penguins? What's your excuse, mister?
About this creation
Team: The Studs
Group Link: Mocathalon
-Ring- Ms. Sasha: Class is out everyone, pack up your stuff and go! Except for you Jimmy, we need to talk.
Jimmy: (Thinking) Remember the camera, it shows the proof.
Ms Sasha: It appears that you haven't turned in your homework Jimmy, can I see it?
Jimmy: Oh, a Zombie ate my homework.
Ms. Sasha: Jimmy, do you really think I'm stupid? Detention on Saturday.
Jimmy: WAIT!! I have proof! Its in the-
Ms Sasha: ENOUGH! Detention is final Jimmy!
Jimmy: -Sigh- If only she knew...
Jimmy's friend's memory card:
The Zombie MOC.
The SNOTted street.
Poor man bitten by a zombie in the leg.
Man, scared guy becomes brave. I don't think the zombies will come to his house any time soon.
The SNOTted sidewalk.
Broken glass and window, plus the boards.
Two men defending themselves from the zombie.
The building thing.
Sniper tower, you can see some blood from the sniper man.
The only part of the MOC that wasn't SNOTted, apparently I didn't have enough grey bricks...Anyways, the ally.
Guy climbing over the fence.
Rocket launcher guy.
Another poor man, wait, I'm getting to the good part...
You know what I meant by "A zombie ate my homework...er...sort of"? I meant this. :P
The homework was bitten by a zombie. It infects the homework. The homework becomes a zombie. The zombie homework chases Jimmy, ah, good times...:P
Bonus pics: The Science Lab.
The whole Science Lab.
A few "sciency stuff," and a spilled science bottle.
Controls and science bottles.
More "sciency stuff," and some controls.
A science desk.
Well, here you are judges! Hope you like it! Or love it!