Zack: Yeah, alright.
Steve: I feel like this one might be a misfire.
Zack: You see a beefy dingus with a bunch of legs on his head. Looks like somebody went to town on him with a marker. He's running around on skulls. A dark boner pops in your pants as you see his axe. It is really on fire. Wow. His head legs start kicking around in a gruesome dance. A chill goes up your butt as his evil eyes look into you evilly. He makes a fearsome sound like somebody hooting on a jug.
Steve: Broon, Syzygy, 34, broon, hut, hut.
Simply put, if I had Johnny Manziel’s physical gifts, you better believe I would be there in the Weight Room, getting to bed early, doing whatever I had to do to be the best possible athlete I could be. I wouldn't be posting on social media about sucking titties. I wouldn't even look at a titty, buddy. I'd look at a titty and see two big footballs.
A real friend doesn't move until the middle of August, ensuring temperatures in the 90s and a humidity that turns boxers into moist balls of ruined cotton.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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.