You and Ernest narrowly escape a hoard or rabid zombies and find safety and shelter in an abandoned hardware store. You're so overwhelmed and shaken by the experience that you curl up in a corner and begin sobbing while Ernest starts surveying the racks and shelves for supplies. Hey Vern! Get yourself together! This is no time for Lamaze practice! We gotta find ourselves some weapons to fight them zombies! knowwhat a mean?
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