As long as I don't have to deal with the whole dying thing that doomed Daves seem to run into like a hungry coyote into a wall while chasing after a speeding bird for his dinner, I'm down with whatever universe this is. And it looks like the guy we were running from to begin with isn't around, so that's another bonus.

...wait, what? Bro's here? Man, dead peeps keep cropping up left and right all around here. Farmer Dave's got a good harvest of formerly-dead acquaintences, gonna trade 'em at the state fair for two hogs and a chicken each.