UPDATE: The End Of C-dog?

UPDATE: False alarm, folks. C-dog was found about an hour ago passed out in the back booth of a Denny's. He'll return tomorrow with an all-new ICFC and a deeper understanding of why you should only eat one... that's one... order of Moon Over My Hammy at a sitting. Three is just too much ham.

As for the man in the video... well, we can only assume that this was a recording of some sort of fraternity prank. One that involved the ripping off of a man's head. These frats, I tell you what... crazy shenanigans and goings on... with the beer pong and the paddles and the carpets all covered in Papa John's-flavored puke...

-A Friend of ZFS!

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Over the weekend, our beloved C-dog was suddenly called away from New York. His reasons for leaving are not known, although Girlfriend claims that she heard him mutter, "I gotta go take care of some shit... fucking Russia of all fucking places. Fucking beet-eating motherfuckers..." as he walked out the door.

He has not been in contact for 24 hours. Late last night, I received an email that contained the following video clip, as well as a quick-n'-easy recipe for egg salad. The egg salad was delicious. The video... disturbing. There was no explanation given as to what, exactly, the clip is meant to show... it appears to have been shot from a high vantage point (helicopter?) using a night-vision camera, and it shows a man (C-dog?) running from... things. It does not end well for the man in the video and we can only pray that this is some sort of mistake; that C-dog is on his way home right now from wherever he may be, drinking a beer and farting up a goddamned storm just like always.

I mean, it can't be what it looks like. Zombies are purely fictional.

Right?

C-dog, if you find your way to a computer terminal, please let us know that you're alright. We're really bored at work!

-A Friend of ZFS!