The zombie apocalypse came, as many dreaded

The zombie apocalypse came, as many dreaded it would - but not to humanity. Proving that either there was no God - or that he existed and had a twisted sense of humor - squirrels

The Zombie flying squirrel infestation was a serious problem for the Willard clan. They had pecans in their blood. Grandpa Willard had the midnight watch, shotgun perched on his

gut, 24 oz can of Schlitz perched on his other gut (he had a double roller). Then a moment of clarity. Owls eat squirrels. What the Willard clan needed was some undead mutant owls.

And the best way to generate undead mutant owls was to get them owls to eat undead mutant squirrels...It was a vicious circle!The Willard clan was doomed!But Fritz suddenly came up

from the basement with his Cheeto Ray Gun and obliterated everything in sight in a bright flash of neon orange. Those undead mutant owls would raid his fridge no more.

He lifted a lifted a fake-cheese coated owl thigh and took a delicious bite. "Honey, I made dinner!" He shouted. Protein was in short supply since the snack food companies had

started substituting with sawdust. His wife looked over with glee and replied "Finally, I have been looking forward to your famous baked owl. I received a letter from Bianca saying

you finally decided to stop touring. I am so relieved! It is defintiely time for you and Mick to hang it up once and for all." Patti Hansen then added,"Now, about that baked owl...

" She didn't understand that Mick and Keith were Kentish lads and baking road kill is traditional fare in Kent. It's what gives them their lovely complexions. Try it and see!