Lowtax: "Honey, come to the door and look out the peephole. I swear that house has gotten closer to ours"
Lowtax: "Don't provoke it, dear"
Lowtax: Tomorrow they wake up and their homes have merged and there's another peephole above that house too.
Zack: Maybe it's the other way around. Someone is peeping on the house Erin Andrews style.
Zack: "Oh yeah, look at those shingles, baby. Oh, god, wait until the Internet gets a load of those gables. Hubba, hubba."
Lowtax: No, wait, it's a bowling ball!
Lowtax: it's a beautiful, exquisitely decorated bowling ball of haunting sorrows.
Zack: A macabre bowling ball.
Zack: They always say when there's an eclipse not to look at it through your hotel door.
Lowtax: I'd love to see the kind of dude who rolls with a haunted house bowling ball during league play.
Zack: I'm guessing he wearing a polo shirt with a cravat.
Lowtax: "Oh this is my lucky ball. It reminds me of crummy houses"
Lowtax: Do you think the light on the top floor is perhaps from a SKELETON HAND?
I saw good men turned to mush in the wars against the soggies. Men much better than you, Mr. President. If you are going to take John Brennan's security clearance, take my security clearance too.
Forget beer checkers, beer chess and beer dejarik. Only these games are guaranteed to put you on dialysis by age 30.
Bonk: The Only Good Bonk Is A Head Bonk
We review every game from the last 2 months, plus all 21 SNES Classic titles
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.