Thinking about Stan still finding pieces of the undead in his house. Unfortunately, one of his precious late nights spent watching The Duchess Approves may have been rudely interrupted by a zombie staggering in front of the TV. Cue the brass knuckles.

Can't get Scary-oke Stan out of my head. I mean how can you come up with THAT and expect me to still be fine HAKSHAIXJEKCHEOCJ That was a real spiritual awakening for me. Okay bYE

POV: You just got out of Stan’s car and you both are walking back up to the shack then you become distracted by the most distracting object imaginable. Stan’s ass in those white jeans. So you find yourself smiling an calling to him.

“Hey Stan … is that a mirror in your pocket because wow can I see myself in your pants.”