Ewoks, scourge of the Galactic Empire — able to thwart the greatest evil the galaxy has ever known with nothing more than sharpened sticks, rope, logs and a few heavy rocks. How would this formidable band of furry assassins fair against wave upon wave of the undead? Would their spears, cunning and natural camouflage be enough to protect their delicious, albeit minuscule, brains from consumption? Indeed, do Ewok brains taste as good as that of a human and would your average shit-kicking zombie even bother with Ewok gray matter when there are so many delectable stormtroopers at large?
Just try and sleep tonight, fellow zombiephiles, knowing these questions are going unanswered.