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.

– Zack Parsons and Steve "Malak" Sumner (@sexyfacts4u)

More WTF, D&D!?

This Week on Something Awful...

  • GLUT OF DOGS

    GLUT OF DOGS

    TOTAL WRECK - crazy-eyed hound is covered in cobwebs, has a vespiary on back, graffiti on side and savage thirst for boat fuel. Frankly, I'm in over my head. He's in room 115 at Motel 6, yours free. 555-2851

  • THE PERFECT HUMAN FORM

    THE PERFECT HUMAN FORM

    Yes, it's the perfect form for surviving a car crash. But it's also the perfect form for so much more, like surviving the trauma of reading any news headline in 2016.

Copyright ©2016 Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka & Something Awful LLC.