Ever see those movies where a contagious disease kills loads of people (don’t scoff, think of the plague!) and people start looting and fighting for food? Or zombies? Or religious apocalpse? Nuclear war? Inflation gone mad? No more food??? Need I go on? Ok well anyway, everytime I see any sort of plot line that is remotely plausible (…maybe not the zombie ones) it makes me think about those survivalist preppers.
You know.. the ones that keep a years supply of food, amunition, live off the grid with a generator…?
Despite that, the boyfriend still says I’m not allowed to get any OR store it in our garage. Sad times, what I really need is a bunker basement. In fact the boyfriend think’s I’m quite mad but, who’s going to want to share my dried macaroni cheese when the shh hits the fan? He is. All I’m saying is, it’s no coincidence that Bear Grylls lives on a house boat and a private island… he knows whats coming. Bet he has chickens as well.