Steve: Sorry, bro, your punk centaur ain't going nowhere.
Zack: I wonder if centaur grrl has to call her goblin girlfriends over to dye her tail pink.
Steve: I saw a parade once in my town and they had a buggy with horses and my main memory of that parade is that horses just crap and pee everywhere. Like they don't care who or what is going on. The President could be giving this sweet speech on flag day or whatever and the horse is just peeing and pooping really loud and doesn't stop for anything.
Zack: Fascinating, so you would normally expect livestock to pay attention to speeches by politicians?
Steve: Well, I mean I realize horses probably don't care too much about the issues that people are talking about, but there's just like that basic level of respect. Like minimum respect. Do you know what I mean?
Zack: No, hold on, I'm not answering your question. What issues do you think horses care about?
Steve: Getting oats and grass. Not being rode by fat people. Maybe pulling a cart.
Zack: I'm going to stick with you on this. Following your logic, what would a punk centaur grrl want? What issues is she concerned about?
Steve: Horse abortions?
More fake science from the mainstream scientists: Dr. Schrodinger claims cat is dead, but cat is alive and a dog.
Yeah, I went there. And I'll go there again. Don't believe me? I'm there ALREADY.
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.