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Monday, December 04, 2006

Poetry from the dungeon

When you're waiting on an AoE cooldown in BRD, and dressed in a gnome pirate suit, sometimes a little poetry helps pass the time:

There once was a gnome from Nantucket
Who put all his sprockets in a bucket
When the bucket was bare
The gnome did declare
"Whats that golem over there? I might..."


Can you guess where I was for that one?

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