Zack: This is one of those situations where there is no explicit nudity but it feels like there should be way more clothing. It's like a 1980s NBA game.
Steve: Dr. J needs the full range of movement provided by athletic shorts. It's the same for a giant and also the guy getting slammed face-down by a giant.
Zack: At least put a blanket on that baby.Steve: Somebody in this village really pissed off the giants. You've got like every type of giant, plus they brought in the werewolves.
Zack: Would love to be a fly on the wall on the planning session for this giant rampage.
Zack: "Alright, Jeff, you're going to throw them around like you're trying to shake dust off of blankets. Tina, do that shot-put move. And somebody call Lyle and the werewolves. These assholes are never going to soap my car again."
Steve: Maybe they took the giant's baby.
Zack: It's possible, although none of them has quite the ruddy complexion or voluptuous booty of that baby.
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
Zack Parsons, Steve "Malak" Sumner, and friends tackle bizarre role playing game products that make them wonder, "What the fuck!?" From the early days of Gygax to contemporary role playing games, none will be spared.