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.

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