Night of the Living Deb Page #6

Oh, well, that's completely useless.

- Ten points!

- Aaah! Aaah!

W-w-what are you doing?

I know! Low hanging fruit, right'?

Aah! No, no! Stop that.

Don't worry about it! This is like

swatting mosquitoes for little Otis.

No, no! You can't just murder

these zombies. These are people.

Erm... maybe they were once.

No. For all we know, some chemist

could be working on a cure right now.

- They could be turned normal again.

- Sure!

And maybe we can all hold hands

and skip to Yum-Yum Town,

where rainbows shoot

out of the butts of unicorns.

I'm serious.

Ryan, even if you're right,

would they really want to come back'?

How would you deal with the fact that you

just ate your roommate's lower intestine?

Okay, okay. I wasn't looking on that one.

Please, Deb.

Enjoy your life, zombies.

I always knew this town was dead,

but this is ridiculous.

Cha-cha-cha!

How many miles does this boat get'?

Oh, you're gonna bust on my oar now'?

No, no, I was just thinking about

when we need to fill up the gas again.

No, no, I hear it in your voice.

"Otis is offensive. Otis is unclean."

Do you know, like, what the emissions from

this oar actually do to the environment?

I'm sorry, I must have missed

that page in Ryan's Guide To Being

- A Completely Perfect Humanoid.

- No, no!

It's not about being perfect.

Clean energy is just the right thing to do.

Energy is messy, okay.

I mean, it's really cute to eat organic millet

and drive around in a hovercraft or whatever,

but look around you, dude.

We lost. We tried to save the planet

and this is where it got us.

- God, you sound just like my dad.

- Really?

The guy sounds awesome.

What are you, adopted'?

That's good. Nice one. That's

actually the family joke.

My brother makes

it all the time.

It's a good one.

Look, I'm sorry.

My family is not a Hallmark card either.

I remember every Fourth,

my dad would bring us all up to the roof

to Watch fireworks over the eastern prom.

And then, one year, around dusk,

the guys nowhere to be found.

So we go up to the roof

and that's when we saw him.

He was lying there in the backyard,

right by the barbecue.

He almost looked like he was asleep.

He was changing out the propane tank.

It was the best cookout ever.

- That's the end of the story'?

- Mm-hm.

That's a ridiculous... That was so strange.

- It's all going one direction and then...

- But that was a good memory.

It's not all like that.

It's a mixed bag.

Okay, well, anyway, erm...

My dad is pissed because

I won't work for the family business.

Really? What's Wrong with it'?

It's rated the most environmentally

unsound business in the state.

Waverly Water Treatment?

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