Garske bros.


Garske bros.

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  1. Casey G.April 16, 2015 at 6:04 PM

    Metal Gods of Ur-Hadad​ Wayne Snyder​

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  2. Larry LadeApril 16, 2015 at 6:06 PM

    I judge you both beardy enough for Clutch.

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  3. Wayne SnyderApril 16, 2015 at 6:10 PM

    Hell Yeah!
    Good beards, good shirts!

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  4. The Warlord of SpaceApril 16, 2015 at 6:20 PM

    I have never heard of Metal Gods of Ur-Hadad, but from the name alone, they sound worthwhile.

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  5. kirin robinsonApril 16, 2015 at 6:38 PM

    the gingerbeard men

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  6. kreg mosierApril 16, 2015 at 6:42 PM

    A fine combination right there.

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  7. Pearce SheaApril 16, 2015 at 6:48 PM

    That is like a weird mix of metal and early american Quaker right there.

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  8. Ron EdwardsApril 16, 2015 at 7:11 PM

    I think S. Clay Wilson drew you guys.

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  9. Edgar JohnsonApril 16, 2015 at 7:22 PM

    Lookin' good in that Metal Gods shirt.

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  10. Casey G.April 16, 2015 at 7:36 PM

    The Warlord​, it's a D&D zine for Dungeon Crawl Classics.

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  11. The Warlord of SpaceApril 16, 2015 at 7:44 PM

    Casey G., that sounds rad as hell. I shall check it out!

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