*concrete mixer shredding zombie* What now? Oh too late. Say what's this grinding device it was dragging--AAAAGH! crap! My hand! The skin on the back of my hand! MEDIC!
Go deliver that garlic mushroom pizza to The Count's house on sesame street.
"I wasn't counting cards, I was cheating."
"Ugh. you give me hives."
"It's Tee-revor time!!!"