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Broads and Broadswords
We settled down with our drinks, some friends and I. Large breasted women wrestled on the television. Their ample bosoms heaved and swayed as they tore at each other. The Dungeon Master shut off the TV and started up ''Midnight Syndicate,'' the official role playing soundtrack.
''The game is afoot!''
Overawe
Droth, the dark elf, exploded into flame, incinerating his guides, as he gripped the orb of power.
“Did you see that!?” I cried at the prim girl – a loose aquaintance who had stopped in to wait for a ride.
All she saw were dorks, plastic figurines, and dice.
Rash
Those were sad times, when I'd browse Craig's list, in hopes that I could fill the void in my life with one night stands. All the ads made clear that I need be D+D free. This vexed me – I love D+D.
I told my woes to a friend. He laughed.
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