Battleground Games Post Tournament Breakdown: Bringing a Knife to a Gunfight...

The tournament certainly had some ups and downs. I won best painted, but also received some serious clock cleaning. Although I went 1-2, I had some fun, fantastic games against three great opponents and best of all, I received a serious wake up call about where the game is heading, how it has changed, and how I perceive Warhammer 40,000 in general.

Take the Last Train to Doucheville: Spamming the Devourer...

...And I'll meet you at the station.

The mighty Douche-afex, I mean, Dakkafex.

I'm now a member of the douchebag elite. My hand was forced, I swear...I found myself buying fleshborer hives from ebay and the next thing you know, I've got another flyrant built and a dakkafex. I'm spamming devourers in the next incarnation of my Tyranid army in a tournament this Saturday and I'm getting a queasy, freshly teabagged feeling about it.

Judgement Night...For the Bitz Box?

I just read some bullshit article about the 25 Greatest Soundtracks of all time. Hmmmm. Although I agree with some of the choices, this Rolling Stone hackjob neglected to mention one hardhitting album that pummels most of their limpdick selections.

That's right, ladies and gerbils. Judgement Night.