A cloud of weed walks into the store dressed as a dude. ”Hey, where’s your Batman is dead section?”
I, I believe understandably, look perplexed.
"Batman and Superman are all like, dead, and trying to kill Robin and shit?"
I…what? “I don’t know that one. There was a period a few years ago where Bruce Wayne was dead, and Dick Grayson was Batman for a while, but they weren’t trying to kill everyone.”
"They were all, like, cannibals or something." He says.
"Marvel Zombies?" I ask, taking him over to the Marvel section.
He looks at the cover. ”Is that a Spider-Man zombie?” He asks.
"Oh, man, I can’t even handle this right now." And he wafts back out to the street.