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  <title>Comments on 'How Stella Got the Undead to ... Well, Go Back to Being Dead [Genre Blender Challenge]'</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;I _said_, I need more bullets!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Calm down, Stella. I have a gun, too, you know. Here are some more bullets.&amp;quot;

Stella stepped over one of her most recent victims and addressed Delilah as she reloaded her gun.

&amp;quot;They don't call me Stella _Payne_ for nothin', girl. These zombies are about to learn some serious pain! But first we need to find Winston.&amp;quot;

Stella marched purposely towards his favorite beef patty stand where she knew he would be hiding. The coward. Should've known better than to date a man young enough to be her son.

She found him cowering behind the counter, the remains of patties strewn on the floor around him.

&amp;quot;Winston Shakespeare! Get out of there! You should be _protecting_ us, not sitting here cramming beef patties in your mouth!&amp;quot;

Winston complied, albeit a little shakily. &amp;quot;A-Are they gone?&amp;quot;

Delilah looked around for any leftover patties and said, &amp;quot;Yeah they're gone. For now.&amp;quot;

Stella pushed them both outside. &amp;quot;Let's go. If we're going to survive, we need to find a way off this island.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-15T15:36:11Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on How Stella Got the Undead to ... Well, Go Back to Being Dead [Genre Blender Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Quick and funny, which is impressive since you&amp;#8217;ve set this piece during a lull in the action.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-15T15:36:11Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on How Stella Got the Undead to ... Well, Go Back to Being Dead [Genre Blender Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So this is how Stella got her groove back!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-14T23:17:41Z</published>
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      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on How Stella Got the Undead to ... Well, Go Back to Being Dead [Genre Blender Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very funny! That was a great read, as usual from you. Nicely done.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-14T23:11:16Z</published>
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      <name>Capital "W" Writer (LoA's Geekus Awesomeus)</name>
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