cause you're super cool

Okay picture this: Bill Murray. He's made up like a zombie or whatever but who the hell cares? It's Bill fuckin' Murray and some guy who looks like a rough neck drifter Woody Boyd. Toking up. Together. Playing Ghostbusters.

With me. With motherfuckin' me.

I gotta sleep after car bombs and cereal bars again.

[Shifty sneaky surveillance video is on, showing a seemingly complacent monkey toy creature beast thing sitting on top of a tool box. Your narrator whispers.]

It's still watching me. [The camera pans around...around...and the monkey's head follows.] This shit is so fucked up, I mean really fucked up, an experiment in Romero fuckin' fear fucked up.

[...Arrrrooouuund...a full 180 degrees. THE SCREECHING AND ATTACKING BEGINS. Said narrator shouts "SHIT!" as the camera attempts a hasty retreat. The video feed ends on a tight close up of enraged bulging monkey eyes.]

Rain all fucking day?

Ridiculous.

Raptors opening the goddamn door?

...Right on.