Nice Kevlar. May I buy you a can of potable water?
I know you from somewhere. Weren’t we in that cave together, the one with the really good pilot bread?
Decontaminate here often?
I know this isn’t the Thunderdome, but you’re driving this Max MAD!
Hey baby, is it hot in here, or is it just the fact that average global temperatures have been rising steadily since the Industrial Revolution?
Oh, miss, you dropped something: my ammo.
Hey girl, want to come up and see my rations?
Wow, your eyes are as green as an algal bloom.
Are you pie? Cause I’d like a piece of that. Seriously, who has time to bake with all these marauders raiding the encampments, amirite?
Did it hurt… when you fell from that abandoned treehouse?
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou: that’s all that’s left in the bunker.
Nice growth. Yours itch too?
You ever hear about that old tradition, standing underneath the Fallout Shelter sign at Christmas?
Were you a chef in The Before? This rat-kabob is amazing!
I like my men tall, dark, and lacking any aspects of a moral compass that might hinder their ability to survive this post-apocalyptic hellscape.
You want half my Twinkie?