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.
Are we not allowed to be real parents anymore? We may have feared the CyborFreaks, but we damn well respected them and learned about boundaries.
A thousand years ago, dudes were dying from splinters, but now the wizard potion that cleans our light wounds costs less than a Dr. Pepper in 1994. I love this medicinal 7up.
Ron Paul spins in his chair, trying to grab his decorative antique musket but Freddy gets it first.
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.