Steve: "It says here that you spent six years as the Doom Initiative's Head of Terrorism. How do you think that applies to selling sporting equipment?"
Zack: Calling him a firecracker ready to explode seems to diminish him. Holiday poppers don't seem like Head of Terrorism material.
Steve: Then you haven't seen the Fourth of July fire department safety videos I have. That child mannequin burned to a molten heap.
Zack: It should have known better than to mess with *flips cape* Phantom Panther!Steve: After he swings away dramatically his posture slouches and he walks over to his Sentra and drives back to his job selling Karate Gis and athletic cups to fat kids.
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
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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.