So, to close out the zombie trilogy, let us ponder the thought of zombie tupperware. Small, horrid plastic containers of the dead, burping in the night and seeking brains to keep fresh…just don't use them to store holy water. That would result in the bottom melting right out, and that would both make a mess and void the limited lifetime warranty that comes with every container.

Of course, these days, they'd be facing some serious competition from low-grade zombie ziploc storage containers. They're reasonably durable, almost as horrific, and a whole lot cheaper. Creates terrible waste though, filling up the landfills of future generations with undead plastic. I can just imagine some teenagers sitting around in the park built on top of the old creepy landfill when this tattered plastic lid bursts from the ground and tries to store them. It'll probably be in theaters by this summer…