Friday 17 February 2012

The Walking Dead




After what has felt like 5 years, the Walking Dead is finally back from their break and we can finally find out what the hell is going on and I can go back to being totally addicted.

We were dropped back into what is beginning to feel like some kind of parallel universe just after the barn has been opened and the walkers have all been shot. The starch realisation that the last zombie out of the shed was Sophia has hit the whole camp hard, all except for Shane (or angry, angry bald guy, as I like to call him). He is still angry, very angry, at who? I haven't really worked that out yet, he is just pissed about the whole end of the world crap I think.

To interject, I have just realised the size of his earlobes, astounding.

Anyway, they dig graves for the several walkers they have just written off and as the violin backing music plays louder and louder and I wonder when Carol and Daryl are going to get it on, Hershel goes A.W.O.L.

You would have thought they'd have been sick and tired of idiots straying from the pack after Sophia when walk a bouts but no, they go searching in town.

A town which we already know from last season is riddled with the walking dead.

As per, they take Glenn, if only to be the bait for those flesh hungry little biters.

It obviously wouldn't be feasible for there to be an Asian hero in this program, but thats another post all together. LOL.

...and now as I type, Lori (the pointless woman) decides to go for a drive and perpetuates the myth of female drivers. She manages to hit a random walker, while looking at a map and then crash her car quite spectacularly.

Who will find her?
Well who could have predicted that the insufferable woman would have gone for a little drive really is the question we should be asking.

If the walker she hit isn't finished off then maybe she'll come strolling back to the farm in a more bite-y state than when she left.

Well hello...we have now met a young dashing new yorker and his chubby friend. Rick and Hershel don't want them to come back to the farm, I have never begged my tele before.

And as quick as they arrived they have been shot in the head.

What an unfortunate turn of events.

I assume this is to signify Rick going baaaaaaaaaddd.

Ar yes, there is the grimy rock music. Its about to go dooooown.

Guess where I'll be at 10pm next friday????




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