The real question is… what comes first? A new campaign or a night at work?

Ya know if your name was changed to Rile E Coyote, you’d be getting smashed a lot more…

Sadly mostly people of my vintage will likely have a chance of getting that joke….

It's refreshing to hear that. I'd like to think the nice guys were not out numbered by the assholes.

Holy shit. Wow. I had no idea that sorta shit would go on. Makes me feel naive.

I have no words of support you won't have heard from your friends, coworkers and fellow internet anons. I'm so sad you ladies have to deal with this sort of scumfuckery.

Mind this luddite asking, but what do you mean by groomer with respect to the industry? The only definition of that term I know relates to a topic that makes normal humans want to throw up.

Mother Nature really did give women the rough end of the pineapple. Good to luck. The world needs more FSDMs.

"as you swing your axe, your left foot steps on the single solitary rock in the otherwise barren hall: you rip a tendon, taking 5 of your remaining 6 HP of damage and the weapon flies out of your hand as you hit the floor, landing square in the face of the shadow elf, splitting his head open. Dead."

Did anyone need to just randomly stumble across a scroll of resurrection?

Like all things D&D, a good dungeon master must sprinkle a little truth into the fiction. I miss the days of DM'ing.

Lol. Yes... That's an important clarification. I don't need more friends who mooch off me or like to practise trumpet in my poorly sound proofed makeshift studio.

Soooo jealous. I need more friends...