Lowtax:: "And so... mortal man... I must ask the eternal question.... subs or dubs?"
Zack: "Alas, poor Yorrick, I knew...Yorrick...Yorrick?" and he starts stabbing into the fog with his cane looking for the skeleton.
Lowtax:: "Is it just me or is this rat tea a real letdown?"
Lowtax:: "I should never have grabbed a 22 ounce of it at the QT."
Zack: "I have the graveyard until 10:30 so PLEASE turn off your fog machine until I am done. Thanks in advance."
Lowtax:: Oh that's fog? I thought they were burying people in cotton these days.
Zack: "I put my name on the sign up sheet for the graveyard three weeks ago but those prancing sex skeletons think they can just rave in my time slot. Well I am going to really drag out this monologue now."
Lowtax:: "Plus now I must wait for my flying death orbs to return to me after they finish off Reggie Bannister."
Lowtax:: Why are there sandbags piled up behind him? Is this WWI trench warfare?
Zack: He's trying to control floodwaters.
Lowtax:: "GEORGE BUSH DOES NOT CARE ABOUT DEAD PEOPLE"
Zack: If God Is Willing and Da Dead Don't Rise!
Lowtax:: Shit, shift's over, gotta change the syrup bag in the rat tea machine.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
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.