"We can all put this behind us, walk through those gates and live together," Rick said. "It won't be easy, but we can have spaghetti on Tuesdays.
"Liar," the Governor said. He then attempted to decapitate Hershel, but his badass beard blocked him.
"Spaghetti Tuesdays, every Wednesday," Hershel corrected Rick's statement.
"Oh, well then...that seems very legitimate," the Governor said. "So, shall we enter?" He released Hershel and Michonne. They all walked into the prison together.
"The spaghetti is ready!" Carl rushed outside, informing everyone that the spaghetti was made.
"Goddammit, Carl! It's not Wednesday!" Rick yelled.
Everyone then took out their guns and proceeded to shoot the fuck out of Carl like at the end of Scarface.
Carl fell over, unmoving.
"Good, now that we got that out of our way. Get the spaghetti stored until Wednesday," Hershel commanded.
"Wait, all of those guns probably attracted a shit-ton of walkers. What the hell now?" the Governor asked, concerned.
"I got an idea," Rick said. He then placed a sign in front of the prison that read "Justin Bieber fan club". "Now they don't wanna come around here."
Weeks later, the Governor got his revenge on Michonne by placing a bucket of water on her door.
Hershel became famous as a spaghetti chef around the world of survivors.
Carl was never heard from again.
Walkers and other survivors alike began to live in fear of the prison group.
Rick became less insane.
After the zombie apocalypse ended, Hershel started a successful restaurant known as "Hershel's Spaghetti Tuesdays Everyday".
The Governor started a super church.
Daryl tracked down Carol and they got married.
Michonne bought two dogs to replace her pet walkers she lost in season three.
Rick became a successful pitchman.
The walkers were never heard from again.
Glen became a successful rap artist.
The author of this alternate ending ran out of ideas.