The whole Randall thing reminds me of the immigration debate: it's really not about where you're from- it's when you got here. Seems like Rick, Shane, and Co. have all forgotten that Hershel's people took them in without debating execution. Randall, however, merits no such concerns. These fuckers have made it from Atlanta to CDC in Decatur all the way back south to Senoia and Griffin, made a bunch of "runs" into that little town scavenging, been in no-escape situations countless times, yet they can't come up with a way to take this blindfolded, limping, twat off somewhere and dump him?!?
And just where the hell was Dale going? I mean, he was striding like he was a soldier marching off to war when he heard the cow. What's Mr. Shitinmypants doing out, after dark, marching towards the woods, by his fucking lonesome?
Hell, I half expected Dalekiller Zombie to be carrying the gun Carltard dropped. The show really is like a trainwreck. It's like some Keanu Reeves movie: it's just so horribly, terribly, bad you have to watch.