You know i just reblogged this but im reblogging again to say i keep looking at baby jesus with the lighter and cackling madly because i love this so much
Reblogging because I’ve always thought those would be the faces on Mary and Joseph’s faces upon a small boy drumming for their baby…..
One of the disadvantages of an American-centric media is that we sometimes don’t hear of the atrocities happening elsewhere in the world. While we continue to pray for those in Texas, I was saddened to hear of this, as it’s not received nearly as much coverage.
Please pray for flood victims in India, Nepal, and Bangladesh
Context: I (the DM) was teaching a simplified version of DnD to a few children. We encountered a room lined with coffins, and our rogue decided to make an attempt to sneak past.
Rogue (6 years old): *whispering* That’s a lotta bones. I wanna sneak.
DM (me): Alright, roll to see how good you do.
A moment of suspense as the d20 is rolled, then in the silence, our 5-year-old Barbarian drops a wicked fart. The die lands on a nat 1 and he starts crying.
