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And i could tell you but then i'll have to kill you
Could you give us a hint, and then just slap us around a little?
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1. Is there a crack in my ceiling? 2. Where is the Aztec temple to Tacolate? 3. Why can't I find pants in my size? answers: 1. Illegal in 27 states, and a capital offense in 14 European countries, but compulsory in Belgium. 2. Graduating from an unrecognized, unaccredited vocational school at the bottom of the class. 3. Twenty-Two pounds of bear meat, 8 pints of lager, and a blender.
Ah to be a young dwarf again. The hottest dwarf I ever met was Mrs Ferronson. I never expected her to be a big factor in my life, until just after I graduated from my apprenticeship at the Metalsmith's Guild. At my ceremony, Bjorn Stonegut took me aside and said "Kegnar, I just want to say one word to you. Just one word." I waited, and he said, "Are you listening, Kegnar?" When I assured him I was, he just said,"Mithral." I wasn't sure what he meant, and the whole thing made me uncomfortable, so I offered to wheel Mrs. Ferronson home, since she'd had a bit too much stout. Well, there was a really awkward moment at her place when she came on to me. I mean, I was fresh out of my apprenticeship. And wow, Mrs. Ferronson. Yeah, she was 172. But she had the body of a 65-year-old. At 3'11", she was stacked. I mean 160 lbs in all the right places. I'd say she had 52" hips, but I'm sure her waist was only 45"! And, well, later when we got more involved, let's just say we drank abundantly from her shieldmaiden armor pieces. In all the years since then, I have yet to meet a dwarven warrior woman with a Charisma to rival hers. |