Those Brothers are going to be the death of me:

I am in the family business.  The old school family business and no one, I mean no one, gives me any shit.  The Brothers have not crossed any line and they have been very respectful and made me lots of money, but they are driving me crazy.  I know it is a new world with all of this Zombie crap, but I hate it.  I miss the good ol’ days and normal world.  People are actually calling the Big Apple, New Z City, for all of the Zombies and how we use them in everyday business dealings.  What ever happened to us?  In all the old movies you kill the Zombies not get all touchy feely with them.  Disgusting.  If they did not make the family so much money, I would take the boys and go hunting their undead asses.

I admit Zombies are useful, even with the traditional businesses.  A Zombie can stand on the street corner with product all day long and the cops just leave it alone.  It is not like the Zombie is going to give a shit if you arrest it.  It is not on the take and it does not do anything but be a freaking Zombie.  You put your stash on the Zombie, or hell, in the Zombie.  I love how creative the enterprising young street thugs that make me some serious money can be, as long as they keep their freakin’ mouth shut.  One of my guys actually cut a flap and made a compartment to put product in a Zombie.  He reaches in and pulls out what he needs for a deal.  It is horrible and yet so wonderful at the same time.