Sure, you could think it's weird for the McCartys to be taking a nap while there are still zombies splashing about not too far off. But hey, they ain't none of 'em slept in over two days. And there was beer.
Meanwhile Oscar seems just fine and dandy with watching over the situation, now that he's made his balcony view a little more comfortable. Destruction? Death? Well, yeah, bad stuff happened... but no reason to get all moody about it when you have a nice glass of lemonade, right?
2 thoughts on “184 – La Siesta”
pikinanou
ooh phrasing 😀 that was a nice one, almost as nice as Oscar’s hat 😀
chumash99
Screw the sheriff, it’s partially his fault that you’re in this fix. “If he’s bit, you must acquit”, and all that. 😀
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