They and their ass-hat parenting skills are one amongst many reasons why I gave up on this show (Hey, we're in the middle of a search for a lost kid, while trekking around woods we're all unfamiliar with, which is filled with zombies who are so ready to eat all of our collective asses. Carl, as your father, I feel that this is a perfect time for you to try and pet a deer that may/may not be infected by whatever used all these zombies in the first place!).
Andrea and her gun. Lori and her indecisiveness. Rick, sheriff of Weenieland. T-Dog and his "I almost forgot you were even in this show" presence. Herschel and his "Put 'em in the barn - we'll find a cure, even though we have no fucking idea what that is or even a CDC lab to do the job." And, oh, so many others.
Fuck it - I'll watch Romero, Fulci and some other zombie flicks instead.
Andrea and her gun. Lori and her indecisiveness. Rick, sheriff of Weenieland. T-Dog and his "I almost forgot you were even in this show" presence. Herschel and his "Put 'em in the barn - we'll find a cure, even though we have no fucking idea what that is or even a CDC lab to do the job." And, oh, so many others.
Fuck it - I'll watch Romero, Fulci and some other zombie flicks instead.
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