Nah, they’d lose money. The average individual theater can screen five movies per day. Once you jam a 10-15 minute intermission into each one, you either only have time to screen four movies at normal times or you’re left with one or two that you have to screen at off-peak times (that no one will buy tickets for). You…

Has anyone tried following through with the phone sex line, like, to the point of giving a credit card number and reaching an “operator,” to make sure it’s definitely not an Easter Egg?

Exclusively? To the exclusion of what, exactly? Real sex? Fax sex? 56k dial-up sex?

Eh, he wasn’t a villain, though. Just kind of an over-the-top selfish dick.

Also, gasoline starts to expire after 30-60 days. In the post-apocalypse, pretty much all the gas-powered vehicles would be unusable after the first year. Whenever I see people in movies and television still driving around years after society crumbled, I experience a mental eye roll....

True. I fully accept the possibility that - based on their appearance - the attendees were all at a Pearl Jam concert when the outbreak took place, were able to band together and survive for 2-3 years, and were only overtaken by zombies when a fed-up Eddie Vedder dickishly kicked them off his fortified tour bus.

“Damn. That’s the fourth walker that’s tried to sell me weed today...”

Yeah, I thought about that, and the show does a pretty good job of hiding clues as to the timing of the zombie apocalypse, perhaps wary of “dating” the events too much. The wardrobe of the cast — which isn’t too consistent itself — suggests that things probably didn’t kick off when it was terribly cold out. I…

Now, that is a good point. Maybe there’s a good Samaritan somewhere who makes it his/her business to roam around helpfully adjusting zombie belt settings to spare other survivors from having to view undead genitals...

I mean, that’s a fair-ish point, but the premise of shows like the Walking Dead is that “but for this one, crazy, fantastical element, things are otherwise realistic.” When stuff isn’t, it doesn’t ruin the show for you (probably), but your brain registers the logical hiccup, and you enjoy it the teensiest bit less…

1.) It has been several (i.e., 3+) years.

You’re one of several people to correct me on this point — proving once again that proving someone wrong on a trivial detail is the apex predator of geek fetishes — but you were first, so this is my one response.

Oh, okay. Never mind then. They would all totally still be wearing the loose-fitting flannel shirts they have unbuttoned, held up by nothing more than their increasingly emaciated shoulders...

Every time I see a shot from this show with a ton of zombies all wearing long sleeve shirts or jackets, fully unbuttoned, but somehow still on them even though (a) it’s fucking Georgia, and most of the survivors are sweating through t-shirts, and (b) most of the zombies probably turned years ago and would have lost…

“Hi, I’m John.”

Hitting the sauce at 8:00 a.m. isn’t really my go-to move, but I’ll take a stab at this...

I was hoping it would be Manny. I would have been so happy if it had been Manny.

That chart is amazing and arguably pretty telling about how people regard the “value” of others’ lives. I can totally see why people would have the greatest tendency to spare infants and children, and I understand why animals are at the bottom of the hierarchy. I can even understand how people would rationalize the…

Well, maybe it is partially a failing on her part, and also a bit of a failing on your part. Not that this is necessarily the case for you, but in my experience, there are “foreplay blowjobs” and there are “climax blowjobs,” both of which feel amazing, and neither of which are wrong on any level.

Yeah, this. I can see it being fun on some level, but only really interesting or useful to people who have some major question marks about their lineage (e.g., people put up for adoption) and want to gauge disease risk or the likelihood of accidentally fucking a cousin. If I don’t know about a genetic link to a…