Imperial Trouble Episode 73: Mass Effect 3
Bunny and Jason welcome guest Everett Steele for an entire episode dedicated to Mass Effect 3! Topics include a ton of spoilers, the crazy ending, and what we liked and most decidedly did not like about Mass Effect 3.
Jason got the flu! So we hope you enjoy this week’s mini-episode, featuring a sci-fi story by Bunny, a tale of the occult from frequent guest Jack Walsh, and Jason’s retelling of his amazing summer, all courtesy of Write Club Atlanta.
Ok, cats and kittens: we only have 3 days left for our Bon Rappetite Kickstarter and we’re 79% of the way there! If you feel so inclined, now is the time to show your love!
Imperial Trouble Episode 66: Harrison Krix of Volpin Props
Bunny and Jason welcome Harrison Krix of Volpin Props. Topics include Splinter and Shredder’s suitability to raise an orphan baby, Mass Effect 3, an unlikely hamburger-based crime team, Harrison’s creative process, and Jason’s desperate behavior when his internet is disconnected.
Also, this episode features us all being major perv-oids because we are awesome.
Dare I say it—this is my favorite episode of Imperial Trouble yet. I horrify Jason by telling a joke about President Regan and we laugh about the fact that the Incredible Hulk is kind of a redneck.
Jason and Bunny discuss The Avengers, John Carter, and Before Watchmen. Other topics include Kim Kardashian as Slave Leia, T. S. Eliot, a Back to the Future musical, and whether Gwen Cooper will die on Torchwood.
Tonight I am sick, but I am still going to a Falcons game with some of the Baby Robots. Whenever I participate in sporting events, I feel like a foreign exchange student:
I am willing and enthusiastic to participate in your sporting match! I am both joyful and confused because of the inevitable cultural subtleties that I missed while being raised by a humble Estonian cow-dentist. My teenage gypsy mother left us when I was a baby, and my father was too busy working as a cow-dentist to teach me about sports. I would also like to meet Dolly Parton and the Great Whale Shamu, who I hear has mystical powers and lives in one of your gigantic water zoos. Go sport team the Atlanta Falcons!
Mostly I know that I should hold my screaming and jumping inside until others around me have given me the correct signals upon which to gauge my enthusiasm.
I’ve been helping my amigas find fine gentlemen on Ok Cupid this morning. Dudes: you guys look like Doofus McGoofus up in here. Stop writing about how you love traveling. Everyone loves traveling. Stop with the weird, self conscious, one-sided ellipses-fueled diatribes. Ladies dig confidence, and to that end we tolerate just about everything else.
See Darth Vader on that chipmunk? That’s what we’re after in a man. He’s kicking ass and taking names and riding a cuddly woodland friend. That’s what it’s really all about.
Periodic Table
(Source: world-shaker)
I have no words.
(Source: sarcasmically)
I’m going to choreograph a seductive dance routine to the theme song of “Sanford and Son.”
(Source: plunkshed)
Jason Pierce Mallory, you are a designing bad ass. Vote for his hilarious design on Threadless and you’ll be supporting one of my favorite ATLians.













