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A chubby halfling by the name of Stubbs
Gladly searched through the rubbish of pubs
He claimed "I'm a fregan!
And also a vegan!"
Just before dying from carnivorous grubs.
Gladly searched through the rubbish of pubs
He claimed "I'm a fregan!
And also a vegan!"
Just before dying from carnivorous grubs.
If it's no good, go look at this cartoon - maybe it will make you smile... :^)
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An old song, traditionally sung by an infected adventurer's companions just before and as they they apply the, er, cure to the problem:
Ooooooooooooh!
99 flesh-eating grubs in your arm!
99 grubs in your arm!
Drink a beer,
Conquer your fear:
Forget about all o' them grubs in your arm!
[hack!]
98 flesh-eating grubs in your arm!
98 grubs in your arm!
Drink a beer,
Conquer your fear:
Forget about all o' them grubs in your arm!
[burn!]
and so on.
Most adventurers so treated by companions who find the song helpful ("laughter is the best medicine, chum!")tend to risk a much higher chance of dying by alcohol poisoning then from the grubs themselves or the administered cure.
I've enjoyed all the limericks myself,
Nary a one would I leave on the shelf,
You bring dungeons alive,
Using that Irish jive,
About the orc, morning star, and elf.
excellent contributions gentlemen! :)
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