...can this even be called a voice test.

[bitchesman]

[Community, you are plus one zombie as of right now. This zombie is dressed in the decaying remains of a sports jacket and a shirt. Fully clothed and in surprisingly good condition despite the fact that he's, well. Dead.

Taking a shuffling step forward he points.]

Uuuuuuuugh. ghhhhhhhhhhhhh. ughhhhhhhh.

[followed by several more grunts and groans]

...hungry.

[The earlier groans and grunts can be translated. If you speak zombie his moaning can be translated to the following:

"Kid look. I get what you're trying to do. And I think it's pretty funny. Yeah I know I don't shut up that's why I was a good Hollywood Agent when I was alive. It's honestly why I'm not stopping and for that matter - the whole eating people thing? I worked in Hollywood kid. That was par for the course.

Granted, I miss the kid. I know your friend was talking about picking him up but let's be real here. Produce him and we'll hang. Meantime however, I'm not looking to go anywhere. I know you've got one of those zombie hunters in your head. I don't intend to die at any point in the near future kay.

By the way. I'm -]

Hungry.

[and cue more grunts and groans]