Civilisation is about to go mental.
You've got ten minutes, what do you pack?
( Sir Sand Goblin i can explain, see, it used to be milk., Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:55, archived)

iphone, lube, a beetroot and a fresh pair of pants.

( MrA, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:56, archived)

real men don't use lube

( Derek Monte oh no you di'int, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:57, archived)

real men dont fuck dead badgers
but when civilisation is coming to an end, needs must.
( MrA, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:58, archived)

EPIC BURRRRN!

( Dave! Hates the new FP, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:59, archived)

POETRY!

( Sibod points and laughs at you, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:05, archived)

And they prefer a swede

( Kersal Missive Shut it, Cilla Black looks great for her age, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:58, archived)

is that how you see it?

( Sir Sand Goblin i can explain, see, it used to be milk., Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:59, archived)

well,
the first is so I can contact people if I need to and listen to music. Every colapse of civillisation needs a decent soundtrack.

The lube will help me love as many women as possible. Especially the infected or zombies, who I expect to be rather dry.

The beetroot is a talking point to get these zombie women in the mood.

and the pair of pants is to wear.... as I expect to shit myself at some point.
( MrA, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:08, archived)

I'd spend 10 minutes printing out as much of the internet as i could.

( well, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:57, archived)

My DS
and a solar charger.

And a box of tissues.
( Sibod points and laughs at you, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:57, archived)

Cheesecake, wine, woman

(bogus official Stop being shit., Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:58, archived)

sandwiches
and sensible shoes
( Derek Monte oh no you di'int, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:58, archived)

nothing
i strip naked and stage-dive into the mob
( scott,, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:58, archived)

photos or GTFO

( Derek Monte oh no you di'int, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:59, archived)

erm ok
( scott,, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:03, archived)

pfffft

( Dave! Hates the new FP, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:06, archived)

Toilet roll.

( The Gentleman Bastard is in ur noun, verbing ur noun. ©, Sat 5 Jul 2008, 23:59, archived)

I TOOK THAT HAHA!

( Sir Sand Goblin i can explain, see, it used to be milk., Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:05, archived)

A wife.
*Holiday In Cambodias*
( stuj LET DING STAY YOU STUPID HATS!, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:04, archived)

I'd get distracted and pack a dozen minced chimps into a shoe eleven minutes later

(glued eel, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:04, archived)

beer, fireworks
lots of bacon and a pen and paper
(you FUCKING *BANG* BANG*BANG* AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:04, archived)

depends how mental really
i'd probably just lock the doors and sit it out for a few days
( Firkinfedup was right in the middle of a fucking reptile zoo, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:10, archived)

Time of the Wolf scenario
*heads for an Austrian cellar*
(Ronnie Spleen To the shops!, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:23, archived)

Tent
Bike pump
Biscuits
Fowler's Modern English Usage
( Newington Nationalise this, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:13, archived)

Then I head to the museum and loot a Victorian quadricycle

( Newington Nationalise this, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 0:14, archived)