The seder

O man, what a weekend. I was at my parent's place all weekend for passover. Just as I expected, I got hell from my mom for not calling her, just to let her know I was alright. But that wasn't the fun part. Next came, "what happened to your arm?' And of coarse, mom, the nurse, wants to see. I gave her some BS about the doctor not wanting me to take it off. I couldn't bring myself to tell them the truth, much less show her the teeth marks in my arm.

I mean, what's mom and dad going to think when they find out "their baby" is a zombie. I mean, my brother and sister will probably think its cool, maybe I'll tell them first. Its just...I don't know how to explain it...