Zack: Defend this, Steve. Defend it. I dare you.
Steve: Dang, clams are pretty uncool.
Zack: But they are trained hand-to-hand fighters with greater skill than a space marine.
Steve: That's because all of the space marines were out of shape back in the day. Before the Emperor put them on a serious diet. No carbs.
Zack: In the grim darkness of the far future there is only protein. And also lean cheeses.
Steve: They really had to increase their activity level. All of this waddling around and hassling kids just wasn't good enough for a superhuman future warrior.Zack: There's no workout quite like war. Ceaseless, all-consuming, desperate galactic war. Really gets you ready to fight a clam.
"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.