HA HA, OH WOW
The best satire is that which hides behind its veil of seriousness, only peeking occasionally out to stick its tongue out at you.
Well, we’ll be packing our things, because we’re out of a job! This guy has provided all the humor we need (well, him and WowCrendor) as a Warcraft community. There’s just no room left for bootstrappy humorists like us.
If anyone needs a poster about how one needn’t be crazy to work here, but it helping, feel free to contact me. I’ll turn in my timecard and access to employee discounts. There’ll be a raffle for my place in the employee fridge, with the proceeds going to the church roof.
I’ll turn in my uniforms on Monday. Tricia, you’re gonna have to deliver my Girl Scout cookie order to my house now, as I won’t be here to pick it up. I have direct deposit, so I won’t have to stop in for my next check, I should just get that, right?
How can we make this better? See what running a not-that-funny joke into the ground looks like now, sir?
You Are Not Prepared
One of the great things about roleplaying is playing the role of someone else. Basically, you are a whole new person.
A whole new person.
Apparently MRP is Short for MySpace Roleplay
I know we’ve covered lulzy little whinefests quite often lately, but they’re so much fun that I can’t help myself.
RPLTrax
Thought you guys might like this – it’s a little overdue because of my procrastination, but still relevant. As always, share and enjoy!
Da Next Wordswort’
Psst. It’s Varen. I’m supposed to be working on a post for tonight, but it’s such a doozy that I don’t know that I’ll have it done, despite both Lan and I sinking our teeth into it. As a delaying tactic, though, I’d like to provide all of you with an excerpt: a poem, presented without comment, from the subject of the RSP.







