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8 thoughts on “539 – A Knife In The Dark (END OF EPISODE 22)

  1. Why am I not surprised.

  2. Typical, it’s always someone else’s fault. Revenge is not just best served cold, but by stupid too. “This is all your fault!” Which is wrong, but in his head, it’s right.

    1. It’s also been heavily hinted he has already been brain washed by the zombie worshiping cult.

      1. Which, no doubt, made easier because of that under-lying feeling. People are always looking for a scape-goat…

    2. I don’t know if you got my callback by intent or not, but it’s great to see almost the same words echoed! https://www.zombieranchcomic.com/comic/203-breaking-worst/

  3. Honestly, probably the first time he’s ever taken control of and done ever in his life. There’s a reason why they kept him. Give a dog that’s been beat all its life a whiff of conference and control, you got a problem.

  4. Imagine his surprise when he stabs a pillow. 😜

  5. He isn’t in control, RC – he’s probably drugged to the very dilated eyeballs, probably with Datura. Back on p.443, Eustace is shown holding a Mojave Rattlesnake on a stick while the Brujefe milks it into a glass. Mojave venom A is a paralytic neurotoxin, like tetrodotoxin. Tetrodotoxin was thought to be part of the legendary Haitian “zombie powder”. The other part was Datura, which contains scopalamine, which messes with memory and concentration, and is supposed to render victims docile and suggestible.
    The question is, where did he get his current dose, and did a little drone whisper in his ear?

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539 – A Knife In The Dark (END OF EPISODE 22)

Happy Holidays, all! That's a wrap (heh) for Episode 22 just in time for a Christmas cliffhanger! Hope we don't twist the knife too much...

See y'all in 2025 when Zombie Ranch continues!

When satire just can’t compete…

So we just finished Memorial Day Weekend here in the States, which is ostensibly an observance day for the sacrifice of soldiers past, but mostly these days is an opportunity for people to get out and enjoy the park, or the beach, or any number of other public occasions as Spring kicks into high gear. Of course this year was different… Or not. Crowds from sea to shining sea, with facemask protocols and social distancing far from 100% observed. I look at some of the images and am reminded of that page where we were showing the extremes of the Repops with the teenagers dangling their buddy over hungry zombies. Except in reality, it’s not just teenagers. These are grown adults who are risking themselves and their families over a pool party. This is a nation who was up in arms not too long ago because kids were supposedly chowing down on detergent pods, now chugging fish tank cleaner because the President said maybe that might be cool. Joke? About as funny as a (literal) heart attack. I can’t keep up. I am not worthy. Reality has become more cartoonish than my wildest imaginings. At least no one dies from my writing and Dawn’s art. This? I can’t unfortunately say the same. I understand the want/need to reopen businesses and most everyone agrees it should be done “responsibly” but in practice, the responsibility angle keeps getting discarded. If this really were the zombie apocalypse, well, now I know I have continuing observation of how everything went south.