...ending with Scratch wrapped around Burt atop a tank plowing through a horde of zombies--Desert Eagles Blazing. Burt chomps a cigar tight in a huge shit-eating grin; steering with his feet smashing thousands of zombies to jelly while "Born in the USA" blares. Finally, realizing they are out of ammo, Scratch bends Burt back in a passionate kiss and the 40gazillion megaton nuke in the belly of the tank blows and they both go out in a ball of fury and thunder.

Yup, that.
Someone has to draw that. I would if I knew how to draw well, but nope.