Lowtax: "Honey, come to the door and look out the peephole. I swear that house has gotten closer to ours"
Lowtax: "Don't provoke it, dear"
Lowtax: Tomorrow they wake up and their homes have merged and there's another peephole above that house too.
Zack: Maybe it's the other way around. Someone is peeping on the house Erin Andrews style.
Zack: "Oh yeah, look at those shingles, baby. Oh, god, wait until the Internet gets a load of those gables. Hubba, hubba."
Lowtax: No, wait, it's a bowling ball!
Lowtax: it's a beautiful, exquisitely decorated bowling ball of haunting sorrows.
Zack: A macabre bowling ball.
Zack: They always say when there's an eclipse not to look at it through your hotel door.
Lowtax: I'd love to see the kind of dude who rolls with a haunted house bowling ball during league play.
Zack: I'm guessing he wearing a polo shirt with a cravat.
Lowtax: "Oh this is my lucky ball. It reminds me of crummy houses"
Lowtax: Do you think the light on the top floor is perhaps from a SKELETON HAND?
Liberals want to mess with the rooms where we poo and pee. Unacceptable. We must protect our poo and pee.
More fake science from the mainstream scientists: Dr. Schrodinger claims cat is dead, but cat is alive and a dog.
These all just look like normal cats to me.
From what I understand, this genre is about getting eaten by crocodiles. I excel at this.
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.