African metalheads would like to have a word with you.

No wonder new players disengage when the combat drags on for too long. Slow, dicey combat is the bane of low-level D&D play since forever, and I do recall it being a pain in D&D3.5.

Twitler, I haven’t heard that one before. Cheetler, sure...

Dude, have you ever caught a burst of those across the shins? It was one of those times where I legit fell over after getting hit (there’s also that funny story when I caught a faceful of BBs and did a backflip).

Need I remind you that Tamir Rice was shot for brandishing a BB gun?

Were any pigs spotted flying by?

YARRR!

In more ways than one.

The so-called “Ruskie” (except Russians do not, by and large, know that recipe). Good choice.

What’s besides the onions in those pierogi?

“The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.” - George Orwell, Animal Farm

Possibly from manually handling the asbestos cubicle dividers.

It’s a start.

I just let out my most obnoxious guffaw to date. Get your star and begone, damned stain!

Huh, whaddaya know. Most scandals involving nuns over here were focused on violence, they apparently left kiddy-diddling to the priests.

Nuns don’t get sexual with kids, they just beat them mercilessly.

Not here, because if people started getting shits from PJ’s pizza, they’d have to shut down pretty fast.

Well, Doc is a father and a husband too. You can figure out how he feels about this.

Thank God for European food quality standards. I ordered from PJ’s three times and had no problems whatsoever.