Geez, everyone one know that it's White wine that goes with Twinkies.

It's mead and potatoes, .

Oh my goodness, REALLY?

Why, this is so unexpected, I don't know quite what to say. First off, I'd like to thank the Academy, Dave Arneson and Gary Gygax, naturally. . .Everyone at TSR whether or not you made it past the merger with WotC. . .Mr Conquest for taking me by the hand early on here, as well as Merideth and Eol, Ion Kired for keeping me plied with mead, Almerin, tcatt_11, and Bromern Sal for putting up such a fantastic site. I'd like to thank Grugg for not eating me. I gotta thank Odyson for putting up with me and being my partner in crimes against hilarity for so long. I have to thank Hobolyra for helping resurrect Loaded Dice (love the new look, girl!). I want to thank Rich Burlew for coming up with the most ridiculous monster templates ever (acid-born? really??). Aaron Williams for his work in "Full Frontal Nerdity" and "Nodwick,"

*orchestra starts up*

Oh, oh and I just really want to thank anyone who's ever rolled those funny dice and added to the grand tapestry of Dungeons and Dragons!

Pelor can Suck It, this Smite is my god, now!

(Edit: Just so y'all know the tone of this post.)

LMAO

Bravo, Pit!

oh.my.god. I think we need a separate part of the forums for all you inn mates who seemed to be fed an IV of pure caffeine. Reading these last dozen or so posts all at once really makes you guys seem like over hyper goof balls

Dasterdly, cowardly, inglorious sneak Smiter. It's just Pit-iful to not even stand up an declare a Smoteing.

"Ye Beware of the HIDE and SMITE" or is that SMITE and HIDE. (Oh well it is a pretty color.)

"Know that we will take no PITy on the ODY-ous vermin that Smites and runs. Bruuuu hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!"

So what happens when it was me?

...we give you lasagna and roasted baby ducks?


Hiya, Sonny-boy!

To Smite or Not To Smite, oooo what a question.

Gruug wouldn't Smite and Hide would he? He'd enjoy it too much.

Have you ever tried to hide a Grugg?

It ain't easy, lemme tell ya! Even if you get him into the suitcase it's inevitable that more than a lock or two of all that hair is just not going to fit in there... You can try and look all innocent as you go through customs, whistle loudly so they don't hear the muffled 'asdf' issuing from your luggage, and feign shock when they open the thing up to find a Grugg in there but they never, ever believe you when you tell them that you have no clue how a Grugg ended up in your carry-on... *shakes head* ... it took like three weeks to get Grugg out of Singapore after that fiasco... and I'm still languishing in a Mexican prison for the effort... and you can't get a decent lasagna in either place!!!

Man, flattery will get you everywhere.

And Ka-Blamo!

The lasagna is in mail.

I mean Whats up w/the hyper stuff?*looks couriusly through her fingers* You dont attack....do you?

oh that's just Eol. you'll get used to him. he's a great guy if a bit slobbery, but we all love him.

Attack? Never! Party? Forever!!!!!!!!

We are working on a new "Mead" flavored Mountain Dew just for Pit F(r)iend and served by Ion to all Inn Mates.

Now the trick is to find the BAR.

No way! I'm all sorts of fluffity, bouncity, yippity, zippity fun! I don't attack... at least not when anybody's expecting it, anyway. ...er... I mean...