Loss for Words

“Oh no!  Aliens, bio duplication, nude conspiracies, oh my god, Lyndon LaRouche was right!” – Homer Simpson I am at a loss for a way to criticize tonight’s Zombie Simpsons.  It was so incoherent, random and boring that the only way to address it on its own level would be for me to drag my knuckles across the keyboard in a random pattern.  So that’s exactly what I’m going to do.   About the rats, the poison, the car crash and the rowboat: xdsfgbvgnmlkmjiugyfgvtf;l.ku,yjmngtbfdv scwvqc12345dewworeis7kjdy,uxjgcx,.figdkt7ejr4w,7ej,.drsuf6itdr5sltriekejye3hjym7r,dufmcvj cnvbfhtrs6tds6xftc,gkmfdmnyfhf b Then there was the ancient mystical convent, the time wasting clock scene, Marge…