I'm a Chaotic Neutral Tiefling Barbarian/Monk/Rogue!
Flickr set: what your font says about you.
Is your Dungeons and Dragons campaign getting as nasty as this one?
MCCAIN: Yeah, well, you pal around with dark elves.OBAMA: OH NO YOU DIDN'T.
KUCINICH: MY FAMILIAR IS A PURPLE SNOW LEOPARD
In more weird news, if you didn't catch the bizarre story about Austria's late neo-fascist leader, Jorg Haider, and his male lover last week, it's worth a read. And Andrew Sullivan has a noteworthy perspective:
The closet is a deeply destructive thing. It leads many closeted gay men to adopt far right politics as a psychological mechanism to deny their own reality, a syndrome that is also very widespread at the top of the Catholic church, the Republican party, and the Christianist movement.
From Ted Haggard and Larry Craig to Jorg Haider and Roy Cohn, it's a destructive and self-destructive dynamic.
Just call Beyonce Sasha Fierce from now on. Somebody beat me to mastering the "Single Ladies" coreography:
Our last match of the season was fun, but I blew out my back in the final minutes of the match. Better late in the season than earlier. I played a good match as flanker, and foiled the opposing scrumhalf with a good tackle. I knew I had done a good job when the same guy was punching me when the two of us were under a collapsed ruck out of sight from the referee.
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Goodness, I don't think that dancing guy is repressing himself muchly.
He certainly does give Brett Cajun some competition in the Jiggy Dance department, doesn't he?
I am really excited about the new "Sasha Fierce" album. I love a black woman with a whole lotta attitude!
BTW -- You never said if you punched the guy back. Were you like Jesus and turned the other cheek? Or did you knee him in the balls?
How thick do you think we are? I ain't voting for Missy Palin and I ain't buying that nonsense about you throwing your back out palling about with your manly rugby chums. Just a paragraph above you give us the clue yourself: You were trying to fiercely out-sashay Sasha F. and you fell off your heels or swung your hip into the corner, and now it's all a twisted, knotted mess.
Love the dancing... careful with your back man... ya only got one, and you'll miss it when you are 70.
Every time I see that twink doing the Beyonce dancing, I just can't help but wish that some big muscle dude would burst in and snap his back like a twig. Something sort of "family guy-esque".