The 5 word Conan Game!

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burp. Punching a camel as

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big as a house was

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quite possibly the only reason

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that Conan was no longer

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feeling too good; when the

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guards came to arrest him,

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he noted the were fewer

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of them than the last

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time he went on a

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drinking binge, which was when

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this camel spit a big

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wad of phlegm onto his

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friend's face. Oh, man that rocked!

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Conan decided that the camel

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needed killing this time, not

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a smack. Conan killed it.

[Heathansson]

It was a long time

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before anybody said anything. A

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longer time, still, before the

[Tnemeh]

camel returned as a lich!

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In each of his humps

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carrying dancing halfling skeletons that

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Jumped out and attacked Conan.

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"What the f%~!!" exclaimed Conan.

[Heathansson]

"Who do these little punks

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want their souls sent to?"

[Heathansson]

He pulled out a hammer

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and wondered if bones bleed.

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they're quite vascular....

He cracked the pint-sized

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warriors like walnuts in a

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Baklunish nutcracker. They fell in

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line with Conan's new policy

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of stabbing first and asking

[Kruelaid]

for money later. But what

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they didn't know was that

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Conan was blooddrunk, and it

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wasn't in his nature to

[Heathansson]

count the money while the

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blade still arced into death.

[Kruelaid]

But this time things were

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possibly...maybe...going to be

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all right. Besides what could

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possibly stop all those picts

[Heathansson]

from picking their noses, picking

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their seats, or picking

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their friend's, fiance's, pet's butt. Hmmm... I wonder?

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Conan lost count of how

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to count. Funny that?! The

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fingers no longer had names,

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but their memories lingered on