Author: Sarah

“Bryan, roll Sense Motive.”
“19.”
“You wonder why you just did that.”

“Cerebroshag? Cerebroshag?? That’s the only kind of X-Men porn that didn’t exist until just now…”

“There’s lots of butter and garlic.”
“Oh, shit, Paula Deen’s been here!”

“Nobody’s reported it to ME! Have you seen the crap that I get?!”

“Yeah, you could sell a real elven woman for a lot more than 85g…”

“You painted it black… you know, when we were in town, I could have bought you a tarp…”

“Darryl, 30,000 people have gone missing…”

“If we’re going to kneecap the professor, I at least get to stab a rioter. I’ve got these masterwork scalpels; we need to do a riotectemy.”

“I’m telling you… the most dangerous thing we’ve done so far is let those gnomes go.”

“You are the mast of everything situation.”
“My horse wrote that. He has a 17 Wisdom, but only an 8 Intelligence.”