Zack: Hugo Boss was busy so this time around the Nazis called his cousin, Jeff. Jeff Boss.
Steve: At least this guy doesn't have visible genitalia or a giant thong suit.
Zack: I find it pretty weird that the Nazis had a trademark helmet and these future Nazis decided to dip back to WWI instead for the old pickelhuabe.
Steve: I think these guys might be remote controlled. Having antennas coming out of your head is usually comic book shorthand for remote controlled.
Steve: Or possibly martians.
Zack: Were Nazis on earth started by a meteor from Mars? The answer may shock you.
Cons: causes bad nightmares. I used to have to eat beef until I passed out to have these kind of terrors, but this machine does it for me every time I fall asleep inside it.
Sorry about the blurry photo. I was lunging at my phone, yelling at it to take a clear picture. It's the only image of me that exists. I'd take another picture for you, but I'm in the middle of a rigorous trampoline session.
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.