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**I shall start out this week’s recap with ground rules about the comments section. You may read the graphic novels and that’s cool, however, not everyone reads them. Do not share what you know about the novels in the comments. It’s quite possible that the novels and TV series not follow one another at all (like Dexter – the books and TV show have hardly any parallels), but it’s possible they do. For the sake of keeping all heads cool, please don’t mention them. Kisses!!**
We can’t start a really good episode without gratuitous consuming of raw innards by walkers. But wait! It’s a trap!
Someone is leading the walkers to eat what appears to be a heart stuffed with a grenade. Smart, but seems like overkill a bit. I mean, 1 -2 zombies with a grenade? Maybe this is the person who was watching our dear Carol.
Glenn and Maggie have turned the guard tower into their own personal shag pad. Don’t go in there without a mop and some Lysol.
The two prisoners they left alive, Oscar and Cooter, come out to see what the deal is. They’re none too happy with the setup. Rick tries to be Mr. Hardass, but we know he’ll crack. Oscar seems to smell this about our dear Rick, because he leads into a spiel about watching their friends helplessly slaughtered by armed guards. When Rick gets ready to crack, he looks back at Daryl (who I shall now refer to as “Hotstuff”) who shakes his head. Leave it to Hotstuff to keep his wits about him. Hotstuff explains to a wavering T-Dogg that he know guys like that and could easily have been in there with them when this whole zombie thing went down. T-Dogg takes that as a sign of agreement, but instead Hotstuff uses this as fodder to keep them away.
Rick knows their kind, too, being a cop and all. T-Dogg, however, is not cool with this treatment of his fellow man. Well, T-Dogg, that’s why you’ll die first. You care too much. I’d die first, too.
Back at the fort surrounded by giant tires that tend to always make their superfluous appearance in a post-apocalyptic world, M is checking out bullet holes in the military vehicles. The Gub’ner tries to convince Lady M that the soldiers were killed by walkers who use guns, but Lady M’s not biting. Good for her – thinking with her head and not her vagina.
Cooter tries to friend-up with Daryl over his SS-chopper, but Hotstuff is too cool for that. The tough crew heads out and leaves the puss crew back at the prison. That means we get to see everyone’s favorite, Olive Oyl, and her stupid hat-wearin’ kid. Hershel is looking fairly good for an old man with his leg bit off. Hopefully, he’ll be given a chance to continue being a contributing member of the crew.