To be transformed as one with the Zombie
The art of failing to function in any way shape or form other than that of a sleeping Zombie
The mobile phone staring zombie
" Hey look at that Zombie-ised Moron walking through the sharp and somewhat pointy traffic staring at their mobile phone!"
Somebody who uses their "smart"-phone for system-critical activities,
without realizing they can be observed through their fartphone 24/7/365.
Also a synonym for smartphone zombies, who are isolating themselves from
their physical surroundings and don't realize anymore what's going on around
them, because they are so submerged in the cloud matrix enslaving their souls.
Fartphone zombies really try to organize an coup d'état from their
fartphones, guaranteeing their surveillance by the state 24/7/365.
A deadly game in which the victims will take a shot of vodka after every game of call of duty zombies and creates a never ending loop where the victims drinks faster and faster as the liqour makes them more impaired after every game.
Dude 1:I almost died last night after playing the call of duty zombies drinking game until 3 am.
Dude 2:I know I've played that before it is deadly game especially after you hit 10th shot.
When you're high on a depressant drug and you start to appear as if you're a zombie while trying to stay awake.
When I tried to fight my insomnia medication I got a zombie high off of them.
When one is dead on the inside but alive on the outside
"Most of r/2meirl42meirl4meirl are anti-zombies"
Something autistic teahers say when trying to teach
Myers: Have you guys seen zombie ant Hugh: yes we match in autism
myers: does you wife also make you sleep in the other room Class:......
The act of typing when experiencing extreme exhaustion. The text produced in this state is typically nonsensical and unorganized, often ending in a random assortment of letters when the typist finally passes out at the keyboard.
It is not unusual for those experiencing zombie typing to have no memory of the act.
'what sh*t were you on last night man? on facebook you asked me if I'd ever scissored with my iguana...'
'wtf really?! sorry man, I must have been zombie typing'