Zack: All hail the Tetravus, herald of overly-complicated rules, harbinger of the end of this goddamn article.
Steve: I didn't see you tap any lands to summon the artifact.
Zack: All the mana I needed was stored in my Mox Fuck You.
Steve: Awwww and we were getting along so well other than that time you cussed at me.
Zack: Steve, I sat and stared at "Steve is typing a message" for like half an hour while you typed up that goddamn poop story. Each nugget was more disgusting than the one that came before it.
Steve: Nah, it was all in one huge log. Equal gross consistency.
Zack: AAAAA!!! Steve!
Steve: See you later folks!
Zack: I hope you die a toilet death.
Ferguson's long arm of the law laments the latest cutback.
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.
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.