March 15, 2011

Pity me

What do you get when you cross a fondness for both Dylan Thomas and D&D? Abominations like the following:
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Do not open that dungeon door,
EXP awaits those who survive;
Rage, rage against the opening of that door.

Though meat shields will swing the claymore,
And with their swords they might shuck and jive,
They do not open that dungeon door.

Magicians, wearing robes like a five dollar whore
Who hide behind others to survive,
Rage, rage against the opening of that door.

Small thiefs who perform acts to deplore,
And learned to late that the lich was alive,
Do not open that dungeon door.

Archers, from a distance so cocksure
While shooting bees off of the beehive,
Rage, rage against the opening of that door.

And you, party members, looking to explore,
Pray to whatever that you might stay alive.
Do not open that dungeon door.
Rage, rage against the opening of that door.

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I know what you're thinking: that guy never got laid in college. Well, I did have some cool Ral Partha figurines, so it's a wash. Right?

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Comments

Love it. :-)

Posted by: Laura at March 15, 2011 09:07 PM

Baw hahahahaha

Posted by: vwbug at March 18, 2011 07:18 AM

Very much a wash, yes.

Posted by: Harvey at March 19, 2011 05:12 PM