Zombie argument

“This is a stupid argument and it has gone on for far too long,” he said. “I should’ve killed you when I had the chance. But now I get to watch you suffer by asking you this one simple question: what is two plus two?”

“Counterpoint,” snarled the zombie, writhing against the clot of muddy and bedraggled riverbank roots that I had tricked it into stumbling through and which its now degraded motor skill prevented it from extricating itself from, “let. Me. Eat. Your. Brains!” I frowned, frustrated

I stomped my feet and left