It's innovative conveniences like these that make life as today's fashionable zombie, bearable. Why should I (as a chic, modern, zombie youth) go stumbling around town, hungry for brains, hunting for a slow enough victim... when I can simply go down to the local UberMart and pick up a sixer of canned brains for a-buck-twenty-five? Not to mention the fact that this hearty meal packs in 1,170% of one's daily allowance of cholesterol... essential for a growing zombie.

And so, from the rotten bottom of my pork-brain-filled zombie belly: Armour Canned Meats, I thank you.

(Also worth mentioning is the recipe for "scrambled eggs and brains" (located, presumably, on the back of the can), where the first instruction is "Drain brains." Link)