Steve: You fascists! Eff the pigs!
Zack: The fatmarines finally catch up with Banksy 40,000.
Steve: "MARINES LOL? I don't even get it. What does it mean, Sergeant?"
Zack: "Oi I dunno mate, was just eating these jelly babies. Just give him a warning and a knock on the head. Something to remember us fatmarines by."
Steve: Aren't these dudes supposed to be like the super soldiers of humanity? How come they're all fat and not even as tall as the graffiti artist guy?
Zack: Back in the Rogue Trader days there were actual MPs in Space Marine units and unlike in later books half the pictures of the marines were pictures of them dying.
Zack: Until one of the Orks wanted to race for pinkslips!Steve: I always thought Warhammer lacked hoverbike races. It really needed more competitive movement in general.
Zack: Stupid stuff like this and the fatmarines hassling some punk are the equivalent of watching the original Star Wars and suddenly random scenes from Phantom Menace show up out of nowhere. Like Luke starts podracing and getting his DNA tested.
Steve: What's wrong with all that? That sounds excellent.
Zack: Orks and humans are racing in the streets on hoverbikes.
Hows about you, me, and five uncomfortable minutes in my basement apartment next to the dusty Christmas tree that's still up from my last visit with my estranged children.
The Upper Kitchen Cabinet Where Your Roommate Keeps His Food: You’ll 'need the footstool' to reach your roommate’s 'fine selection' of 'stale cereal,' but he'll never notice if 'only a little is missing from each box.' Feel less guilty by reminding yourself that Jeff 'acts weird around your girlfriend,' and always 'asks about her.' What a 'creep.'
This ain't your daddy's globe...! .... or is it?!
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.