I can’t get through an episode of The Walking Dead. Because I can’t do guts. Sorry. It’s a deficiency. The zombie visuals are too gross. I wish I could be more hardcore, I do. What I do end up doing is stopping now and again for the scenes involving Norman Reedus, way more the flavour than Officer Rick.
Anyway, here’s Reedus in West Hollywood yesterday dropping some moves and then cuddling his toy dog, which is so random it’s actually really hot.
