Zack: "SECRET?" "No. It's S-CRET." "SECRETE?" *points* "Get the fuck out of my sector."
Steve: I'm digging the periscope on the shoulder that allows him to see three inches higher than before.
Zack: Knowing Kevin Siembieda that's probably a mini-micro-missile launcher. Missile launchers to suits of Siembieda power armor are what gargoyles are to cathedrals.Steve: Missiles to Siembieda armor equals skulls to Warhammer armor.
Zack: Warhammer armor IS a cathedral.
Steve: And my body is a temple to Khorne.
Zack: Hot yoga, coconut water, granola and lots of blood.
Ferguson's long arm of the law laments the latest cutback.
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.
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.