Zombie a go-go: the fleshening

It was just a normal day, the kind of day that seems to happen every day, except for one small detail... it was normal... too normal. So normal that you were just going about your normal business, loitering around shopping complexes, or whatever it is you jobless welfare state leeches do with your days except getting pregnant. Well, you were there,let's say on a street corner, and there's a man approaching you. Oh by the way, your an eighteen year old scrawny unemployed white guy deadbeat. And this man is staggering kinda funny towards you, like he's hopped up on goofballs or something. Act fast!