Three heavily armed Survivors walk into a bar. The bartender looks them over and gruffly says, "What have you been up to? This city is overrun with zombies! What is this, amateur hour?!"
"No, I'm a Professional," responds the leather-clad lady with the two machine guns.
"Yeah, I don't think you understand how tough it is out there, buddy. Every day we fight Legendary battles with zombies of Mythic proportions! I consider it a successful fight if at the end of the day I can Walk Off." And the gentleman gently tapped his baseball bat on the bar.
"I agree. It's a real Shotstorm out there!" followed the final Survivor as she cocked her barrels.
"I guess you're right," conceded the bartender. "How about if the first round is on the house?"
"Thanks! That's a real Lifesaver. We could have used one of those out on the battlefield today!"