Zack: Everything is covered with dust. You get the blanket and put out the fire by throwing the blanket onto it.
Steve: I will meticulously clean up all the dust to earn the master's favor.
Steve: And I'm like bending over in my maid outfit so my ripped butt is sticking out and dropping my book bags and stuff to flirt with master.
Zack: The inscrutable machine offers you no feedback.
Steve: I'm going to fix the duct thing then. See what he thinks of that when my boobs are all worked up into a lather.
Zack: Do you even know what boobs are?
Steve: Uh, very funny, yeah. I am something of an expert.
Zack: Alright, while you are fixing the duct you discover an item:
Steve: Oh heck yes! This will come in handy the next time master tries to have romance with me against my will.
Zack: Your master has never tried anything with you except dispensing supplies.
Steve: I will secretly place it in his bedroom next to his regular condoms.
We're not going to solve gun massacres with bad manners, people.
The guns are gone. Now what happens to all those paper targets? Don't tell me you forgot about the paper targets. The ones hanging from little clips on fancy clotheslines at shooting ranges. With no guns to destroy these legions of paper bastards, they go unchecked.
A sign proclaiming "BACTA: DA FUTURE" marks the town's medical clinic
1998: I upload dave.pcx, and change the course of history
Set goals for yourself, and fulfill them. Absurd! Only in video games!
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.