It is called "The Dungeon Master" and it is about Dungeons and Dragons.

The Dungeon Master has detention. We wait at his house by the county road. The Dungeon Master’s little brother Marco puts out corn chips and orange soda.

Marco is a paladin. He fights for the glory of Christ. Marco has been many paladins since winter break. They are all named Valentine, and the Dungeon Master makes certain they die with the least possible amount of dignity.

Read the whole thing. And speaking of highbrow magazines and lowbrow subject matter, James Parker's piece about Jackass 3D in the Atlantic this month is one of the most ridiculous things I've read in a while. The lengths he goes to in order to convince his readers that Johnny Knoxville is worth writing about are pretty funny.