Zack: "Champion of what, you dare ask!? Getting dressed!"
Steve: Maybe the greatest belt not won at a Wrestlemania.
Zack: His costume combined with his powers like "master of all forms of Martial Arts" and "Champion can never die" lead me to believe he was designed by a child.
Steve: Oh, yeah, I can totally see that. Artist having a bad bring your kid to work day and he's like, "Dylan, if you could read a comic about any hero you wanted what would it be?"
Zack: "Well he'd be the ultimate champion of all time and he'd know every martial art and he couldn't die."
Steve: "And he'd have like triple the normal muscles of everybody and he'd be bald but also have big pink hair and he'd wear orange pants and no wiener and a giant belt and he'd be able to read minds and teleport."
Zack: We'll need to investigate whether Champion has a car that can turn into a submarine and a jet.
Steve: I wish my occupation was "warrior." This guy totally rules.
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.
A real friend doesn't move until the middle of August, ensuring temperatures in the 90s and a humidity that turns boxers into moist balls of ruined cotton.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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.