"I must advise you of this before we continue the ceremony," the officiating Vampire Lord warns the zombie bride and groom. "Your marriage will end up like Carl and Ellie from the movie Up. Blah."
"Spoilers ahead!" warns Justine the Last Human-Human on Earth, in yet another insignificant cameo appearance. Maybe she'll have more things to say next week.
"You want kids, but you cannot have any...because you are zombies," he somberly declares. Then he forgets the intended purpose of his spiel (as if there were a purpose): "Ellie dies, and then Carl is ordered to live in a rest home. When the 20-minute movie is over, you spend the next two hours weeping in bat form. They should have called this movie Down. Blah."
"You realize that the brainnn...is 96 minutes brainnn...!!!" replies the zombie groom, as his face is being dissolved by his bride.
"Oh," says an embarrassed Vampire Lord.
By the way, the author of this webcomic loved Up...possibly as much as (if not more than) he loves referring to himself in the third person. Memo to Pixar: If you keep hitting home runs, how will you ever load up the bases and hit a grand slam? I think that baseball analogy broke down somewhere in the middle.
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