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Have you ever had an awesome idea to write about, but due to things beyond your control *or stumbling too much* you forgot it by the time you started to write. Yeah, that never happens to me. I do however start to write it and then forget half way what the point was and start ranting. For example: I'm now on my third attempt at this post.

I thought today I would tell you a funny story from my past. That way our bond becomes stronger and blah blah blah. It's Wednesday, and we are half way through the week. So I thought a good laugh would help us get to the weekend.  Plus I think everyone should be able to laugh at themselves. 

This one time when I was playing dnd (dungeons and drangons for those who don't know). Stop laughing, that wasn't the funny part. Like I was saying, this one time I was playing dnd and I was a ranger. Ha! I know me a ranger. Oh wait you didn't know I normally play as a rouge. Right, Ranger. Things were going great, and we by some means I can no longer remember were all granted one wish. People got weapons, magical items, and other nice shiny things. I had everything my character need, but I wanted an animal companion. I could have got a wolf, tiger, dragon, or any other awesome sounding animal. What did I wish for? A cat. (That's the funny part. You can laugh now.) I was told I couldn't have a cat, but I could have this! Which is way cooler then a normal cat. Sadly, the main villain of the campaign turned my kitteh against me and I had to chop it's head off. Sad day. 

Now that I think about it this really isn't that funny. Even by nerd standards. So here's a new story. My friend had found some alchemic solutions and wanted to test them out. (yes it's more dnd) So he killed a squirrel and then poured said solutions on it. A few second later it came to life and proceded to beat the hell out of him. The cute little zombie squirrel managed to break a few ribs and puncher a lung. Moral of the story? Squirrels are bad asses.