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6 thoughts on “541 – Graverobbers”

  1. Crazyman

    “Oh, *that* kind of grave robbing? Lead on, Chuck!” 😈

  2. Dr. Norman (not a real doctor)

    What? I say “What”?

  3. Keith

    Heh, this is going to be fun. Tradition says you need to drink at least one bottle of MD 20/20 before going to the graveyard.

  4. Honzinator

    At first I was thinking of something like a potato battery … nope!

  5. Scarsdale

    If you take a dead “D” cell battery, take out the carbon rod from the center, cut a strip of galvanized sheet metal about an inch (2.7 centimeters), take a small jar for canning, suspend the rod in the center and the strip on the side, pour in drain cleaner, you’ll get 1.2 to 1.4 volts DC. 10 of those connected to an inverter will give you 120 VAC at 0.5 amps. Do NOT keep them in the same area you live in however, the fumes will burn your lungs. Just something I learned in chem class in high school. You’d have to top-up the jars every few days, however. Any type of acid will work, even salt water. I think the teacher was a survivalist…

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541 – Graverobbers
Posted on March 19, 2025 by Dawn

WonderCon 2025 is coming soon, so the next comic is planned for April 9th.

In the meantime, relevant previousness for this week's page:

https://www.zombieranchcomic.com/comic/223-surrounded-by-film-end-of-episode-9/

 

https://www.zombieranchcomic.com/comic/483-solar-systems/

E pruritus unum

Posted on September 11, 2019 by Clint
The title here is most likely nonsense, because–like many writers–I know just enough Latin to get myself in trouble. It’s a play on the far more meaningful “e pluribus unum” (“Out of many, one”) which was a favored motto of the United States founding fathers. Like, many states, but united, dig? Anyhow, pruritus is the official medical terminology for itchy skin. Seriously. Sounds a lot more serious than it is, right? “Sorry Paul, I’m going to have to cancel our dinner date. My pruritus is flaring up again.” Unless Paul is a doctor, a Latin scholar, or has read this blog, chances are his response is going to be concern and understanding rather than being pissed off at you. Then again I know this because I’ve had several recent medical visits documenting my pruritus on account of some damn thing biting me repeatedly, causing nasty welts that itched so bad I would go nearly insane from not scratching… and then would scratch and then have to go on antibiotics because yay, I opened up the wound and the bacteria on my skin dove right in for party time. Was it a mosquito? A spider? We were baffled and so were the doctors, until finally Dawn just recently found (what we dearly hope was) a single bedbug hiding out in the mattress just under where I sleep. Good news is that (literal) sucker is now dead and neither we nor the pest control guy found evidence of any further infestation. It appears to have been a lone rogue male. We’ll know for sure in the next couple weeks if I get chewed on again. Also on the plus side, when the doctors were calling it a spider bite I found this article and it is a very entertaining piece showcasing the quirky world of entomology, populated by folks at least as nutty as your average zombie rancher. Give it a read and scratch that intellectual pruritus, eh?