If there are ever rumors of a zombie outbreak, I think the first thing to do is check to see what day it is. If it's Monday, take the rumors with a grain of salt. This was me today.
Pretty sure a psychologist would have some interesting things to say about this, but I love showing my work to people and seeing their reaction when they don't quite know what they are looking at, and suddenly there's realization. My mom is my favorite when it comes to this. She's so sweet and innocent (rest of the family would argue with me here). She sometimes asks, "What am I looking at?" "It's a mutant zombie peanut, mom, with a zombie baby peanut in its tummy." She gasps. That gasp is so satisfying.