“I’ve started leading with horse fisting… that’s not getting tweeted, is it?”
“It is now.”
“We named the dog Spork Tits.”
“…I was hoping you were going there.”
“What do you mean ‘drag it out’? We just need to play normally.”
“Teleport, shmeleport – I’m going to fire a barbarian at them!”
“Fire a warning barbarian!”
“It’s all right; he can swim.”
“Nope, I got cheap barbarians.”
“So they’re basically humanoid… wings… tail…”
“Basically humanoid?”
“That’s the second reference to ‘Bohemian earspoon’ this evening.”
“And by ‘waited for you,’ he means ‘we got totally distracted and didn’t get started until you showed up.'”
“I’d like to think we got a surprise round!”
“I’m surprised!”
“I’d be surprised if we get a surprise round.”
“I give up. I’m not naming my characters any more.”
“Boy, we’re just… doing this.”
“Yeah, we’d like to provoke the enemy before they murder us.”
“I told you I’m casting Grease first.”
“God. Damn. It. I want you to cast Grease up your ass.”
“Kill… hurt… surrender to… Whatever.”
“My allergic to awesomeness hasn’t kicked in until now.”
“We need to find more tasty armies.”
“I think there should be a feat to… I’m gonna stop right there…”
“No, no, in the ABSENCE of his leadership, it has brought us together.”
“Ha-HA! I am here, and I am viscious, and everyone is standing behind me!”
“A 16 hits you?!”
“That’s with Mage Armor up.”
“I need you to do a microsurgical Vess-ectemy removal.”
“I can see your chest, and I’m not talking about your boobs.”
“So I start speaking.”
“Stick with the singing.”
“I can do both.”
“I am prone! …I think we all know what I’m prone to.”
“Ooo, the fancy hat decoy gambit.”
“Ask if their cook is a devil too.”
“‘Is your cook a devil too?’ They’re not answering.”
“I really want some deviled eggs…”
“Why is she wearing a dress instead of armor?”
“Dress uniform.”
“Look, you said dress; I’m not going to remember anything after that.”
“The ships care. The sailors above that column careD… The ashes, not so much.”
“Look, don’t let John be the bar for the rest of us.”
“I have only ever lost to gravity. I mean, repeatedly, but…”
“So I lose the spell. Balls.”
“Do you have ‘balls’ memorized?”
“Not anymore…”
“Way more than you needed to kill him, actually; I just wanted you to have something to do while I calculated.”
“Because it’s really important we get it exact. This is a group that’s really precise.”
“But only about the wrong things.”