People blame science. Shit, man, people shouldn’t blame science. People should blame people.

No, it's the best time for jokes,' said Olivia. She forced a weak smile. 'Jokes remind us that we're alive. And that your sense of humor is terrible.

And then everything was in the hands of gravity, which has never had much love for the terminally stupid.

If you want to go foraging into the wilds of Canada without proper gear, you deserve what you get, even if that happens to include being attacked by an undead moose.

Our story opens where countless stories have ended in the last twenty-seven years: with an idiot—in this case, Rebecca Atherton, head of the After the End Times Irwins, winner of the Golden Steve-o Award for valor in the face of the undead—deciding it would be a good idea to go out and poke a zombie with a stick to see what happens.

Whoever authorized the evolution of the spiders of Australia should be summarily dragged out into the street and shot.

Please do not lick anything past this point.

Isn't reduced brain damage a good thing?' asked Nathan.'Oh, totally--I wish I had reduced brain damage, or at least, I wish bananas didn't taste like tangerines all the damn time--but this isn't the good kind of reduced brain damage.