Their relationship must be serious. She called him “Dan.”
She’s never called him anything else, even before she was zombified. Everyone else kept calling him Zombie Ben Franklin, but she didn’t.
“…and she and her man, who calls himself Dan, were in the next room at the confab…”
Wasn’t there a Brain-o-mat somewhere in St Charlie?
Yup, which was broken and fixed by Dr. Lee. She didn’t break it, just to be clear. Unless she broke it off-panel.
That will take care of her physical needs, not her dramatic needs.
Oh no, whatshername who I barely remember got turned into a zombie? Also who’s Dan have we met him before?
Go back and read “My Brother Sam Is Dead”, where we first met both Claire and Zombie Ben Franklin… I mean Dan.
Then read the chapter “Purple Waves”, where we see them both again, and Claire chooses to become a zombie rather than die.
Well her appearance I remember but her role in the story notsomuch.
Well, Claire, zombie rage still beats dying a humiliating death at the hand of someone who doesn’t even have a name.
If we get her involved with the right comic books perhaps she can become a Marvel Zombie instead. ^_~
That would be marvelous indeed.
Marvel zombies bite.
Um… don’t all zombies bite?
So, “that bites” is no longer an idiom? Clearly I need to get a cane and a lawn. (And if people don’t get that either, I quit).
Oh, it still is. I was making a play on words off your idiom. You could have said “Marvel zombies suck”, and I would have made a similar joke.
It’s vampires that suck.
“The brains I claim come mainly from The Dane.”
You win the internet today. Or two years ago, whatevs.
Honestly Dan, that’s just good advice for everyone.
Words to live by. Wait…
“Just stay off Twitter. You’ll feel better.” has me ROFL!
“Whose flesh will slake my wrath?” Didn’t St. Charlie have a White Castle?
Somehow it just doesn’t feel like rage to attack a microwave burger.
Actually if slaking is needed, perhaps a strawberry-banana smoothie would do.
If she’s just got some excess rage, a .50 cal and a side of beef would work.
Oh gawd, it’s like being back at work again. So glad I’m retired now.
Zombie Dan, you da man!
Yay!
Considering we’ve never met, Jeff and Shaenon have a disturbingly good sense of my personality.
Their relationship must be serious. She called him “Dan.”
She’s never called him anything else, even before she was zombified. Everyone else kept calling him Zombie Ben Franklin, but she didn’t.
“…and she and her man, who calls himself Dan, were in the next room at the confab…”
Wasn’t there a Brain-o-mat somewhere in St Charlie?
Yup, which was broken and fixed by Dr. Lee. She didn’t break it, just to be clear. Unless she broke it off-panel.
That will take care of her physical needs, not her dramatic needs.
Oh no, whatshername who I barely remember got turned into a zombie? Also who’s Dan have we met him before?
Go back and read “My Brother Sam Is Dead”, where we first met both Claire and Zombie Ben Franklin… I mean Dan.
Then read the chapter “Purple Waves”, where we see them both again, and Claire chooses to become a zombie rather than die.
Well her appearance I remember but her role in the story notsomuch.
Well, Claire, zombie rage still beats dying a humiliating death at the hand of someone who doesn’t even have a name.
If we get her involved with the right comic books perhaps she can become a Marvel Zombie instead. ^_~
That would be marvelous indeed.
Marvel zombies bite.
Um… don’t all zombies bite?
So, “that bites” is no longer an idiom? Clearly I need to get a cane and a lawn. (And if people don’t get that either, I quit).
Oh, it still is. I was making a play on words off your idiom. You could have said “Marvel zombies suck”, and I would have made a similar joke.
It’s vampires that suck.
“The brains I claim come mainly from The Dane.”
You win the internet today. Or two years ago, whatevs.
Honestly Dan, that’s just good advice for everyone.
Words to live by.
Wait…
“Just stay off Twitter. You’ll feel better.” has me ROFL!
“Whose flesh will slake my wrath?” Didn’t St. Charlie have a White Castle?
Somehow it just doesn’t feel like rage to attack a microwave burger.
Actually if slaking is needed, perhaps a strawberry-banana smoothie would do.
If she’s just got some excess rage, a .50 cal and a side of beef would work.
Oh gawd, it’s like being back at work again. So glad I’m retired now.
Zombie Dan, you da man!
Yay!
Considering we’ve never met, Jeff and Shaenon have a disturbingly good sense of my personality.