WEEK 2 - NOT THE PIGGIES

I mean how many of you would have given up by now? Be honest? For every stride Rick makes into making a sustainable, stable life some despotic mothersmurfer or some zombie horde or some former best friend trying to kill him and steal his family comes around and smurfs it all up. And now there's a killer flu.

Honestly, if I'm Rick Grimes I've probably shot myself in the head by now, but not Rick Grimes. He just decides "FINE. I don't get to raise my pigs then I'm going to carry the Python again and smurf trout up."

You go Rick Grimes. You smurf all the trout up.

Also, holy crap. Michonne totally had a baby. Did a walker eat her baby? Again, big fear of babies getting eaten by walkers. OR WHAT IF HER BABY BECAME A WALKER. What if that's what's made her such a stone cold hard ass.

Who is feeding rats to the walkers? Was it that little crazy girl, do you think? Carol went ahead and gave the little crazy girl a knife, so this will go over well.

Daryl looks great with a bandana cattle rustler mask.

When the dad died I got way sad because he was a dad on his own with two daughters AND IT IS LIKE WHAT LIFE WOULD HAVE BEEN LIKE IF IN 1995 THERE WAS A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE.