Zack: Alright, now the tables are definitely turned on this one.
Steve: Maybe this is a German pulp cover.
Zack: The evil American crept into the barn. He came upon the beautiful farm fraulein. She was in a hurry and had only the time to do a single button on her shirt.
Zack: "Don't move, Nazi broad! I'm a gangster from Chicago and I want sex."
Steve: "One word out of you and I am going to sew a gorilla arm onto you."
Zack: I don't think that really works with American villains.
Steve: Okay, how about, "One word out of you and I am going to teach you to play baseball with a negro."
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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.