I may have gotten silly for the weekly prompt, using the THIRD definition of the word, as always.
a : the supernatural power that according to voodoo belief may enter into and reanimate a dead body
b : a will-less and speechless human in the West Indies capable only of automatic movement who is held to have died and been supernaturally reanimated
b : a person markedly strange in appearance or behavior
a : a person held to resemble the so-called walking dead;especially : automaton
Earl watched through beer bleary eyes as Lester drew the cue back unsteadily. As he took the shot, the waitress yelled over the blast of the jukebox to the bartender "Zombies! I said they're serving zombies down at that new place." Lester's head popped up as the stick made an angry gouge in the felt.
Lester! What're doin'? You want Dusty to throw us out agin?" Earl looked over his shoulder to the bar.
"Din't ya hear that, Earl?" Lester whispered loudly,"They's zombies at that new dive!"
"Zombies? Like in the pocky-lisp?"
"Tha's what she said!" Lester grabbed Earl sleeve, "We got to do sumthin'. You still got yer chainsaw in the truck, Earl?"
Earl's eyes widened with a mix of brew bravado and terror, "Yep, I do, Lester. She's all gassed up an' ready to go."
"Then le's do this!" Lester hefted the pool cue over his shoulder, gave Earl a thumb's up, and the pair staggered out the door.
"Where they goin'?" asked Dusty.
The waitress shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe down the road for that half-price zombie special."
"I'd fixed one for 'em if they'd asked." Dusty said as the jukebox's blared out Flirtin' with Disaster.