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I dreamt last night that chuckro was teaching a college course on D&D. There were about thirty students, and he made us all roll up extremely wimpy characters for a campaign that would only last two classes. He killed my character in the first five minutes.

But wait - it gets better! He was so enthusiastic that he ran over one of the players. Why he was driving and DMing, I do not know. When he got out of the car to check, he forgot to set the parking brake and the car rolled over three more players.

And then chuckro accidentally called me on my cell phone, waking me up from his D&D roller derbie from hell. Strange.