Steve: Rounding the corner you are assaulted by the strong smell of evil. You spy a man holding a staff and a small blade. He shakes with surprise and turns to you, a cruel sneer on his face.
Zack: I can sneer just as cruel. I charge forward with my sneer face ready and I attempt to chop him with my sword.
Steve: It is definitely Bhir-Vedi. He has Amrastisi tied down to a sacrificial altar.
Zack: "Let her go, Baskin Robins. Your shadow reign of terror is at its end."
Steve: As if on cue, multiple shadow creatures come slithering into existence.
Zack: That's it, I am sword attacking this fool and getting Amrastisi off the altar.
Steve: He blasts you with spells, knocking you back, but he proves unable to stop your warrior heart with his magic. You chop his head in half.Zack: "Gunt triumphs again!' I bellow, wildly fist pumping. "Suck on it, NERDS!"
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.