I fucking loved the finale, but I liked my finale inspired dream better. You see, after watching last nights episode, it fucked up my dreams. I will now share.
It starts out with me, some people from my basketball team, and the guy that sits next to me in spanish class. We are in the CDC, but in the lobby. There are just regular ass doors. The only think keeping the zombies out is the fact you have to pull open the doors, and they can't figure that shit out.
We are getting hungry, so we venture into the parking lot (which, in my dream, was my church parking lot for some reason). On the ground around the parking lot are zip-lock bags filled with Perogies.
We collect the bags, and go back inside. Sadly, someone didn't close the door good. Zombies started filling the CDC. They didn't attack us though, they went for the bags.
Those mother fucking zombies ate all my perogies. They ignored us, and we escaped.
I then woke up, went back to sleep, and the dream resumed. This time it starts out on a bed, with the dude from mt spanish class laying on it, infected. We decide not to kill him until he changes. When he does start to change, I jump up on the bed to hold him down.
Then one of the basketball players shot him in the head. It didn't kill him. Shot him in the head again, didn't kill him. Shot him in the heart, didn't kill him. Shot him in the head again, didn't kill him. Then we all punched him in the face until he died.
Then I woke up, tinkled, and went back to sleep. This me and the guy from spanish class (some how healed and uninfected) were in my church recreation building. A couple zombies get in, so we push them into rooms and tie a string across the doorway. If they tried to leave, they got tangled the fuck up in the single string. End of dream.
So, to recap: Had a crazy ass dream caused by the awesome season finale, discovered that zombie's one true weakness is string.