I wonder why they don't work there anymore...
Susaga
Dang, that is a large, walking penis. And it's arresting a woman in a costume. Three penises, in fact.
The greatest enemy ever created is the albino red dragon. Everyone minmaxes in the wrong direction for that guy.
I swear to god, this bard slander is getting out of hand. You had such an easy druid joke laid out for you...
I wanna run an adventure where a dragon secretly runs a bank, and nobody can tell because it acts exactly like every other banker.
In law enforcement hell, they have to testify against someone they falsely arrested to a fair and reasonable judge, and every lie they try to tell manifests as physical black sludge that sears their throat as they speak.
...Fuck, I'm gonna have to come up with a new one shot now.
This is the exact reason I learned to play the ukulele
Okay, this campaign is gonna be a dark and sinister urban adventure, so law enforcement is corrupt and doing evil things.
Okay, this is a swashbuckling tale, a la Robin Hood against the Sheriff of Nottingham, so law enforcement is corrupt and doing evil things.
Okay, this is basically a noir detective style adventure, so law enforcement is corrupt and doing evil things.
Okay, I noticed I keep making law enforcement evil, so I'm gonna do a one shot set in hell. There's no civilisation or human NPCs, so law enforcement isn't even here. The year is 1312...
Eh, not really a wine guy, personally.

I once told a player a roll was impossible, so she shouldn't bother. She gave me a look, picked up the dice, and rolled a crit (this was a 3d6 system, so that's a 1 in 216 chance). I don't care what the rules say. If I refused that dice witch her roll, my dice would forever roll naught but garbage.