For our first foray into Victorian advice for the apocalypse, we begin with the important things: smelling good. Because we all know the end of the world is going to be a stinky time.
With a perfume called “Kiss me Quick,” you’ll get first dibs on the few leftover members of the opposite sex. Also, I have it on good authority that rose water fumes burn the undead, as illustrated in the helpful drawing of a chemist defeating a bespectacled zombie. At the very least, it makes it more pleasant to fight the rotting dead.
You now have the recipe for a weapon against both zombies, and remaining celibate at the end of the world. You’re welcome.










