Well, he isn't. Because he is dead and his energenic consciousness has evaporated into an eternal void of nothingness.

I see Super Jesus floating above a very dry landscape, apparently looking for Brainiac.

A human body in a casket apparently over time turns into a gooey blob the consistency of hand sanitizer.

He looks good.

Nostalgia is best left in the past.

Number one cause of zombie death: Not paying attention.

These are shambling-type zombies. All you need to do to escape them is jump up on a platform about three feet high.

Wave or shoot. Either way.

He had a good run. Can't expect everybody to do the same boring shit for the rest of their lives.

Comic-Con news sucks.

That's not much different than Atlanta.

On a fuck scale of 1 to 10 fucks, I'm giving this .084 fucks.

Can it still be good even though I don't want to take the time to watch it?

People are so fickle.

Maybe a colon somewhere.

Dull as dirt.

Pfft. I got a jawline that can cut Tyvek.

"GET A LOAD OF THIS BOX OF CHEERIOS!"

Unless it's a sudden accident or physical condition like a stroke or heart attack — or being rounded up and slaughtered because you're not the "right" religion or ethnic group — most people's lives end with them painfully wallowing in their own shit.

"Books?"