I thought this was just the cutest thing. You know, many times I've bought bags of shelled peanuts only to find a bunch of the poor bastards cracked open and missing their brains. Who knew it was the secretly the work of zombie nuts? Besides me, I know everything. Go on, ask me anything. Except that. Or that. Ooooor that. Jesus, who let you in here?
Thanks to Blastphemer, who only eats red-dyed pistachios because they're allegedly zombie-free.