Sean, having finally given in to the fact that zombies could coexist peacefully with us, still wasn't about to let one rest her head on his shoulder.
Just don't ask the Chef what is in the 'meat sauce'.
Drugs are bad kids.
After repeated attempts, Zombie Madeline gave up trying to find delicious brains thru that enormous afro.
Never interrupt zombies in the middle of a feeding.
Scuba Steve remembers the scene where she slices that guy's achilles tendon.
After half a dozen midori drinks, The Bride was more into finding out where that guy got his coconuts than slicing fools up.
Though Leela seemed happy, she was growing tired of people asking "Hey, since you only have one eye, does that mean you have two of...anything else?"
Circus bear: What, you'll eat the bearded lady's brains but you won't even nibble on my neck? Fuckin' elitist zombies.
{insert your own joke about someone under his robes here}
Sherlock: I find this party both droll and capital! The drink is afoot! *hic* Watson, where's my pipeweed?!
Richie Tenenbaum: This pocket has no bottom, if you know what I mean.
Bo Peep: You seen that ewok around? Think you could get her number for me?
Tracy: Score!
