Chip: "Finally, it's going to feel more normal to have a boner for Marge."
The issue hits shelves this Friday, and you can expect to see the boys in line with their copy sandwiched discreetly between a copy of The New Yorker and Cigar Afficionado.
Sure, this year's Zombie Walk took place (somewhat mysteriously) late on a frigid Sunday evening in early October, but that didn't stop upwards of 150 hipsters from dressing up as zombies and parading up and down Mass. Street to the delight of, oh, maybe a dozen or so fans. Richard took his customary position in the window of Harbour Lights, where he saw such sights as: a frat boy zombie with a case of Natty Light; a zombie pulling along her dead zombie dog; and a zombie reading The Zombie Handbook.
Here's a look (which contains none of those aforementioned sights):
Chip: "Idiots, every last one of them."