What a snoozer of an episode. I mean, c'mon, the lesbian chick finds a community that's entirely made up of chicks and the only only joke they can come up with is that a larder isn't a fishing boat? I guess it's kinda wacky that the old lady doesn't know how to fist bump. Har har, Walking Dead.
Oh, I just thought of something that was hiliarious! The idea that any community would settle on calling the zombies "bobbers". That was a real knee-slapper.
But, really, it's just sad how the show has no idea who it's good actors are. Poor Alana Masterson just can't carry an episode like this one. And yet, the awesome Merritt Weaver gets shot through the eye just for shock value, Norman Reedus is sidelined as a whupped dog, and Melissa McBride is off in the wings with some goofball who has a pet tiger.