Attack of the Southern Fried Zombies Page #3

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You can never expect the line

to be short,

but this is ridiculous.

Why not visit the booths?

Grab a trotskey for

my apartment.

I'm pretty sure

you mean tchotchke.

You want me to grab you

a pie?

Peanut allergy, remember?

Ed's always used peanut oil.

Sign says so right there.

That guy is waving

to us, I think.

Huh. Uh...

Yeah, well, Nancy Nelson says

that the peanut oil

is a base to their

secret marinade, so...

Um, yeah, you know,

I think I'm gonna go

check out some of the jewelry

over there.

Lon, wanna take a break,

talk to her?

Enjoy your pie.

But...

[sighs]

No use, Ed.

She's with Trent Raleigh.

He goes to her college.

Serves me right for staying

and not following her.

Whatever we had before

is gone, I suppose.

Take a break, Lon.

You can try.

Still might be sweet on ya.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, Bob, whatcha eatin'

there, dude?

Come on!

Meat pies here!

Hey, hey, man,

you want a meat pie?

I'm not real big on

meat pies.

Oh, come on, they'll put

lead in your pecker.

I don't think so, man.

Oh, man!

You can try it?

Well, I don't know,

his look okay over there.

I think I'm gonna go with his.

Thank you.

There's an a**hole

in every crowd.

That Ed Nelson and his wife

screwed me good this time.

How's that, Mr. Johnson?

Well, me and Ed let

Creighton decide

who was gonna get the first pick

of his goats this year.

Son of a b*tch, pissant,

motherfucking shitheads!

I hope they hear me!

Son of a b*tch.

F*** me for doing this,

but I'm gonna go over there

and say something.

[groaning]

[growling]

[growling]

[blues music playing]

[engine revving]

[growling]

[roaring]

[laughing]

[panting]

- [rustling]

- Do you hear something?

Oh.

No, I...

Sorry. I don't know.

It's okay.

[giggling]

- [leaves rustle]

- Trish.

I think I saw something.

- What?

- Yeah, I think somebody...

I think someone's over there.

- I don't see anything.

- No?

- Hey!

- [grunts, groans]

- Robbie!

- Jesus, my balls!

[Robbie groans]

- Come on, get on here!

- What is going on?

What happened to Asher?

He got f***ing bitten by

an alligator near the creek.

Yeah, 'gator! [groans]

We gotta get your friend to a hospital,

right? That doesn't look so good.

Yeah, well, we thought about it, but we

didn't need any f***ing heat at the moment!

We at least need to get him to the

first-aid station or something.

Are alligators rabid, though?

Like, can they contract

rabies?

No, only mammals can.

But honestly,

that does not look like

any kind of swamp rat

or alligator

for that matter.

You're a doctor?

No, I only play one on TV.

- [girls laugh]

- [coughs]

I listened in science class.

She's majoring in botany.

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