Bobbing for Maggots (or Feminine Tips, Up Close)

 

 

I’m really sorry for the delay, I had a lot on my mind lately, hey, wait a minute, why the hell am I apologizing for? Did Gorby ever say anything about being sorry for ditching us? Did the collective of the bender genome murmured words of regret for the gas and everything? No! So there, I take it back now.

 

It all started with trying to fix a computer, the problem was a rampaging case of severe stupidity (can you make a wild guess as to the owner of the machine? Hint? The poor PC has hair-extensions…), so I got there after having no nap in the evening (I know, no excuses, but since I write and others might address my sleepy behavior, I have the privilege of disturting the truth a little and adding some facts as well) only to see that everything was fine…

I recalled an old custom, binjing on whatever you can find in the Ganor-Fridge…

 

When Hadi and Bender came, it was official, Gorby wasn’t coming, apparently he was sick (I still say they’re liver-spots!) or maybe he went to hear the boats honk? This leads us to a very interesting theory I’ve developed, every time we bash some Neuro brains due to his lack of miniature producing, bear with me on the following analogy, at first I thought the miniature issue is a done deal and we can always count on two things:

a)               We can enjoy the certainty of the old miniatures.

b)               The chances for new ones are slim at best.

This is like a test, composed of 5 questions when you know you’ve got 2 already, but alas, I was wrong, (a) is not a right assumption, it is more like a multiple choice question where you can lose points for wrong answers, you see, our little Socio-Matia left us miniature-less! And he also took the map! LYREN! (Move arm in a Jerry Seinfeld like motion). Do you see the regression? My point? From now on, the miniatures, the maps, and the rest of the collective items must remain in the shelter ok?).

 

Hadi told us he saw Shoshi-Mama in the shadows as he picked Bender, I ask you this, did she mumble anything like “Don’t look at me, I’m hideous”? I really think I’m starting to see where did the Doya idea came from (and don’t start with the Star-Wars BS…).

 

This part is for Bender, in the following link you can see two things, both encircled. Can you tell what’s what?

 

The game itself was fine (when I was there…) important issues about my character and his class came up, a very observant Bender realized the only reason I took a bard was in order to avoid magic failure, what can I say, you caught me…

I am now working on my next character, all I need to do right now is to sway Hadi to my side so a little of the Bender genius that passed to him (if he wasn’t too indifferent to it) will help me too…

Bender, you are such a stupid fuck, if you think this is what I care about, explain this, why don’t I work hard to collect items all the time? How come I give them away (even when they are bound to work)? Could it be that I care little for such things? Why don’t you just shove your arm down the drain (or elsewhere for that matter) and leave me alone…

 

During the game, the analogy of characters/players to famous TV casts was brought up, suffice to say bender got Natalie (the fat girl from Facts of Life), I got Trudy (the little black girl), as for the A-Team, I call Murdock!

 

Now this is the best part, we finally got someone to clean the drain…

Do you know the joke about the Persian who goes nuts when you tell him there’s money in the corner of an oval room?

Well, in order to clean the drain you just throw a d-bender in it…

For those of you who tried the Heroes of Might and Magic game, it was like the basics for swamp city of the Bender hero, you must build a drain hole to recruit worms, later you can create black puddings and even capture purple worms…

 

Modron, you are like a junky on kriz… The e-mail after game is a desperate cry for help, go to rehab…

 

 

 

 

    Bad Idea

 

Throwing d-benders down the drain.

 

    Worse Idea

 

Trying to salvage said dice with some instrument of professional rescuing teams.

 

    Worst Idea

 

Trying to salvage said dice with a coat of tissue (hmm, tissue + drain-water = wet tissue + piss) that keeps falling off.

 

    As Bad as it gets

 

Doing the rescue operation with bare hands (yeeck!).

 

 

        Good Idea

 

Having Gorbys’ new girl putting her/his hand down the drain for no apparent reason, only to shove it afterwards into the eager neurotic mouth for a complete tongue cleaning experience as punishment for leaving us miniature-less!