Am thisclose to clobbering people over the head with my coffee mug if things keep up like this. *busies self with other things*
(Thank god it's gaming night tonight. Gah.)
[ETA] Oh, for the love of Christ on patry. *glares at trousers* You were tight when I bought you, and I didn't lose that much weight. Stop sagging, curse you! The world doesnot need to see my asscrack or my knickers! [/ETA]
Now with attributions!
Ben (halfling): Crouching wizard, hidden halfling.
Dave (GM): You step on a tit--er, a pit.
Dave (GM): Ooooooh.
Ben (halfling) and Melle (dwarf): Uh-oh.Ben (halfling in lever-withdrawal): I haven't found a lever in ages!
Dave (wizard): Screw you, hippie!
There was also something about the wizard fisting the halfling, but that was too much pervertedness for me to keep up with. But hey, I got to beat the halfling silly (er, sillier) and I got myself some Boots of Swiftness, which should enable my dwarf to keep up with the party and possibly actually get involved in some fights for once, w00t!
And then we played Munchkin, which may or may not be the most brilliant game ever. Heee!
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