I remember when I was in college

And managed to write that "killer" Dungeons & Dragons campaign. It was truly teh awesome -- especially when we had that perfect balance of Skittles and hits from an IBD ('improvised bong device'). I'd sit there behind my Dungeon Master's shield and roll those d-20s and I'd almost forget the fact that I was doing this because I couldn't get laid.

Little did I know that this formula was actually a way to literary and cinema riches.

I blame you personally Donna Lou Peterson* for making me stray from this path.


*Name may be changed to protect the slightly less innocent.