, chanted the inbred monks of
the flying hubba bubba monastary
located in Spokane, Illinois. "Why
would the fatbeards invade Missouri
without a well-balanced breakfast first?
Some pancakes, bacon, and eggs
Don't forget the whole milk!
called their over-reaching mother, "And
put on jackets and gloves!"
Little did the monks know
that loaginess, a favored enemy
of those who enjoy meditation,
had an unpredictable incubation time
and did 8d6 secondary Dex
damage 2d% years after ingestion.
remembered Orcus on his throne.
The Prince of Undead finally
stroked one horn and opened
saying, "Well, it won't hurt
if I repent afterwards, right?"
"Famous last words." uttered Obox-ob
which did nothing to stop
Orcus' demonic undead half-farspawn flatulence.
"Fool", brayed Obox-Ob, "such trifling
flatulence is nothing compared to
the might of my throbbing
wisdom tooth, this thing hurts!
The Elder Wickeds' impacted fang
had secretly been infused with
celestial cavity creeps, who attacked
in conjuction with Underpants Gnomes
to create a two-front war
against that guy from the
record store that thought he
Kords holy gift to gaming
as Stunty the Annoying. This
strange and twisted individual, can
do things that don't tickle
anyone, but brings him joy.
down before my awesome diminutiveness
bloody stiltwalking wangtard git-faced taintstick!
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