They definitely don't have their priorities straight - spending half of their time with innuendo talk, peeping, boob flashing or jerking off each other.
Don't they have better things to do?
Anything to distract themselves from these sexual... urges - maybe read some books (and I'm not talking about the Kamasutra), do some body exercises (no, NOT training your wrist muscles!) or craft a weapon (wait - why is this "weapon" shaped like a dildo?).
(Though, dildos do make great weapons.)
Enough! Get a grip, guys (not his cock, mom. Damnit!).
Argh, this is hopeless.
You know what?
It probably sounds crazy, but I'm getting more and more suspicious the whole zombie setting is just a pretence to tell... an adult themed story.
You mean herbs like these?
"Mix the green and the red ones."
"Am I doing it right, mom?"
"Just like that, sweetie."
"Funny, some of these red flowers look like male and some like female parts. I wonder what happens if I..."
"No, don't... ah - not the aphrodisiac again!"
"Sorry, mom!"
"No worries, hon. Put it to the others."
"Mom?"
"Yes, hon?"
"What's an aphred... siac?"
"Uh, it's erm... a... eh... a spice... right! - We can use it to erm... spice up our dinner later on."