Hello again to my grades 9 through 13... missed you guys.
High 5! I was in an OAC year in Ontario... one of the last. I've played 3rd edition, and ended up with pretty much all the 'tomes'. My beard is itchy, excuse me...
Hey your grades finally end at 12! Welcome to the club.
-The Province of Quebec
Is there a 50's b-movie bat chirping in the room with them?
|B. Weed |
I feel like a "drunky mcwhiskey" tag is needed here.
She'll suck your bus.
|Caminante Nocturno |
5 stars for this comment.
You'll never be satisfied with a MORTAL woman because the elf wenches are SO BEAUTIFUL that you'll spend THE REST OF YOUR LIFE looking for that SAME beauty AGAIN. YES.
|Helena Handbasket |
I wish I was THAT guy
Sheeit. These kids haven't experienced the boobaliciousness of the First Edition illustrations. Some kids had National Geographic, I had Deities And Demigods.
I wish... I wish... that she would... do something thematically appropriate... with me!
Goddammit. These kids are helpless without Beavis and Butthead. My friends and I were way better at double entendre.
|Man Who Fights Like Woman |
Fucking morons, I'd never consider even letting them glance at my table. Nymphs don't turn you to stone, they blind you, everyone knows that.
Nymphs only blind you when they have clothes on. When they're naked they kill you.
Look at these demonesses! Perchance I shall jack off, if you get my drift!
I miss middleschool too,... :
I made the mistake of lending out my D&D manuals to kids about this age once... I got them back with holes cut out in the pages BECAUSE THEY HAD CUT THE PICTURES OUT. I cannot, to this day, in any way comprehend why they did this.
That is just asking for a beatdown, roll for initative.
I know they were jerking off to them, but my big question is why they would think I wouldn't notice, why they couldn't just go down to fucking Kinko's and why couldn't have just asked me to buy them the damn Penthouse in the first place.
It may not have been the kids who cut them out. I was in catholic school way back in the days of Advanced D&D, and while my books were permitted, some of the parents and teachers were concerned about pornography, so they borrowed my books to 'improve' them.
My monster manual came back with thick black ink stripes across the naughty bits. I still remember being pissed off about that since I'd saved up to buy that book myself.
|Bitter with a side of Rice |
This really captures every facet of the teenage D&D experience, from the adolescent ogling of the monster manual to everyone clumsily shouting over each other. The capper is someone's mom calling and coming perilously close to seeing the heart of shame.
These kids are all right.
the bird doesn't like it much
I hate these kids. So much.
Extra 3 stars form mom calling from upstairs.
-1 for "2uned".
This is how furries get started.
No, the furries were the ones who decided they'd rather not move on to better things once a source of real pornography was discovered. And I use the past-tense because now that we have the internet, having to squint at a billboard while imagining boobs to go with the model's partially-exposed cleavage is a thing of the past.
This is goddamn adorable. Either they have a bird down there or, as I prefer to imagine, one of the kids is so asthmatic that he whistles when he breathes.
Clearly these amateurs know nothing of the rusalkas in Secrets Of the Gnomes.
I have that book.
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