They always forget the zombies.
Imagine Julie Andrews singing and dancing on a mountain top. Suddenly five hundred zombies come up over the hill, surround and devour her. One sees her sinking down in the mob of living dead all while they make chomping and slurping sounds.
That's sick, sick, sick!!!
Now that you've ruined my day, I'm going to inflict a whole new understanding of The Wizard of Oz on you.
Noooooo, not Sean Connery in a diaper...
Although that's bad enough...
But with the true explanation of The Scarecrow's obsession with...
...Bra-a-a-a-ins!