Are you thinking of the morning star flail?

I just wanna walk onto the train in the morning carrying one of those, with a crazy look in my eyes....

I wonder how you ensure that the asterisk part, upon gouging into zombie body, does not get stuck upon same and render the weapon immediately useless.

The advantage to using it on zombies is that they're a bit looser than the not-ever-dead. Bits come off much more easily.

In more seriousness, in a knife fight it's very easy to get cut and not even know it until later. So the weapon getting stuck hasn't proved to be an overriding consideration.

I think if you did not notice you'd been smacked by a giant steel asterisk, you would have to be a zombie.

But, point taken. Just because I can inevitably get a knife stuck in a carrot while trying to chop said carrot does not mean that this is inevitable for everyone under all circumstances.

But, when the carrots attack, don't let me be the one with the knife.

But, when the carrots attack, don't let me be the one with the knife.

And yet you think you could take a cheetah...

No comment.

...without weapons, I could easily kill a carrot. Stomping on a carrot is not exactly rocket science, and it is both smaller and slower than a cheetah. It is just with weapons in hand that I become useless.

I thought a shotgun was the zombie-killing weapon of choice. Or is that video game logic versus movie logic?

Though if we're talking about cleaving parts off, a battle axe is probably the way to go. Though a katana is good choice too and probably handles better. The axe would just have less maintenance issues.

A shotgun is more likely to take off body parts without getting close to the zombie, so probably.

Battle axes have so much momentum, though -- recovery's a bitch.

I just wanna walk onto the train in the morning carrying one of those, with a crazy look in my eyes....

Carrying a fake sledgehammer got all the sidewalk traffic in Vegas, including the drunks, to give me plenty of extra elbow room walking down the street. If I weren't afraid of misunderstandings with the police, I'd take it with me everywhere.

I'm reasonably confident that I could crack someone's skull and squoosh the braiiiiiin underneath with a steel sledgehammer, but it's all too easy to imagine getting a sword or axe stuck halfway through a torso on a wild swing and ending up as zombie chow.