Dungeons and Dragons

Seriously. The bowels of El Diablo. Observe.

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9 thoughts on “Dungeons and Dragons

  1. BlakNo1 says:

    You are eaten by a Grue.

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  2. virgotex says:

    I’m wearing my boots of escaping…

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  3. Tommy T says:

    …and now I remember why I only played three times.

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  4. BlakNo1 says:

    You know, when I played D&D, I played with people who had jobs, marriages/girlfriends, and various interests outside of gaming. I didn’t know I was supposed to be a sexless, no-life-having nerd until my late-20s.

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  5. BuggyQ says:

    I became a DM solely so I didn’t have to put up with being the only chick in the party. It’s worth it to put up with the whininess when you have the real power. “Roll your saving throw against traps.” “Aw, crap!”
    I also remember taking a creative writing class in college, and there was a guy whose stories all read like, “The elf walked twenty yards down the dark hallway until he came to a set of doors. He chose the one on the left…” Sigh.

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  6. And we wonder why some animals eat their young.
    The real infuriating part is that all of those pasty nerds I saw at the D&D tables in the 70’s and 80’s went to work for Microsoft and are now worth billions.
    the universe is far from fair.

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  7. virgotex says:

    “Where are the CHEETOS?!?”
    It’s funnier every time.
    (I have simple needs)

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  8. virgotex says:

    And really. If your name is Orson Swindle, you should change it if you want people to believe you.

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