CletusMusashi

Silly or not, at least this week is interesting. I have a big load of dry laundry to put away, and a minute ago I started to, realized I might run out of time, and came back to see what happens next. Oh. Negan. maybe I should have folded laundry.

Why are THESE Walkers so unusually terifying? Usually you can kill them with elementary school scissors.

Hey, Island Carol, just pretend to side up with him, and then kill his extremely tiny group. Problem solved.

We're not Negan, so just give us all your shit or we'll kill you. God, I hate Rick.

The password is "fishbump."

I will admit, when she actually does get a few minutes of daylight time, Maggie is gorgeous.

Oh, what is this, FPP 2.0?

Be nice to Natalie!

I'm very sorry about this, Sasha, but I think I'm kind of shipping you with Eugene.

God, I hope so. That will be a good character arc for Jerry.

I want to watch this twice tonight, but I'm very tired. Fuck off, "Into the Badlands." There are like twelve people that watch you.

You know, if they'd cut the background music off, that might have been a very ominous scene. But instead, they cranked it up so much that I am left with the hypothesis that Negan is actually paying musicians to follow him around and help establish mood.

Oh, god, not Grammar Zombie.

Bot, I say, listen here, boy! I say I'M the rooster in this here henhouse, boy!

Try not to eat all those blueberries yourself, being so hugely pregnant and all...

They totally need to merge with Tigertown.

Yay! Girl Island is back!

Something Grammar Nazi needs is to spend some time with the dump dummies.

This title has so many comedic possibilities I don't even know where to start. Will Carl get a real eye patch? Will the GPK find a dictionary? Will Negan get lockjaw? Will Gregory finally get his hands on a labelmaker and some name tags? Will Maggie get an accent coach? Or, better yet, an interesting storyline?

Eugene might actually be planning on taking the place over himself. Make enough defensive improvements to earn the respect of the troops, spout the party line loudly and frequently, and then, if someday Negan does meet with an accident, pull some of the more reasonable badasses into your inner circle and start running the place. There might be an actual power struggle, in which you need to have your alliance of Dwight, Gavin, VampStamp, and GrammarNazi shoot down OtherDwight and possibly Simon or Arat (I love that her name actually is "a rat,") thereby encouraging the others to step into line. Or, Negan's demise might be followed by some sot of council of alphas, in which some are able to establish themselves as more important than others. I do not believe that Eugene is truly "Negan." However, there is more than one way to fight the system. And if one way involves ice cream, video games, and Robert Palmer girls, and the other way involves two suicidal people with just enough ammunition to kill themselves... I'd make the same decision. And, to be honest, I don't even like video games that much. But... oh, hell. They had me at "ice cream." By the way, is there anybody who has ever had sex with Abraham without turning suicidal?

And she'll be joined by Maggie, also in a gold bikini, still not showing any sign of pregnancy.

Do the Saviors really have so many cows that they can maintain a supply of ice cream?

Second best. This post has been sponsored by widemouth 40 ounce beer bottles.

hey, it's almost over. That means no time for a Negalogue. Yay!

OK, that "Negan. Who I am," shit is fucking hysterical!