Dudley's dungeon -- Friday, 6 January, 2006

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Daverd	January 6, 2006 03:28
First comment: 18 August, 2004	26 comments written
I don't get it.
Sabine	January 6, 2006 11:09
First comment: 26 September, 2005	5 comments written
Building tunnels in the maze of doom -> you need a permission from the local authorities ;)
Simon Richard Clarkstone	January 7, 2006 14:14
First comment: 6 February, 2005	18 comments written
Maybe this joke only works in Britain. Do you have "planning permission" in America?
freshme@	January 7, 2006 16:02
First comment: 4 January, 2005	67 comments written
Yes. There is much shouting back and forth in the media when someone ignores zoning laws and embarks on a major construction project on his property to the fury of his neighbors. I think the American phrase would be "zoning permit", but I'm not sure.
freshme@	January 7, 2006 16:06
First comment: 4 January, 2005	67 comments written
Of course, in this particular case, Dudley is excavating on someone else's property (or public lands, whatever). Naughty!
anticheese@gmail.com	February 3, 2006 23:16
First comment: 22 December, 2005	6 comments written
Very nice, It proves once and for all that Demons are lawful evil.
Fathead	July 19, 2006 21:19
First comment: 1 April, 2006	1136 comments written
You zap the demonIt is often very hard to discover what any given Demon looks like, apart from a general impression of large size, huge fangs, staring eyes, many limbs, and an odd color; but all accounts agree that Demons are very powerful, very Magic (in a nonhuman manner), and made of some substance that can squeeze through a keyhole yet not be pierced with a Sword. This makes them difficult to deal with, even on the rare occasions when they are friendly. [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. with a wand of'Saruman!' he cried, and his voice grew in power and authority. 'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.' He raised his hand, and spoke slowly in a clear cold voice. 'Saruman, your staff is broken.' There was a crack, and the staff split asunder in Saruman's hand, and the head of it fell down at Gandalf's feet. 'Go!' said Gandalf. With a cry Saruman fell back and crawled away. [ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details....suspense!
Squirrel Nutkin	April 2, 2007 11:59
First comment: 2 April, 2007	2 comments written
Short and sweet!
Grognor	April 17, 2007 07:34
First comment: 4 April, 2007	1161 comments written
Rip them all down...
Quint Sakugarne	January 2, 2008 05:03
First comment: 1 January, 2008	233 comments written
Hmm...a wand of'Saruman!' he cried, and his voice grew in power and authority. 'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.' He raised his hand, and spoke slowly in a clear cold voice. 'Saruman, your staff is broken.' There was a crack, and the staff split asunder in Saruman's hand, and the head of it fell down at Gandalf's feet. 'Go!' said Gandalf. With a cry Saruman fell back and crawled away. [ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. suspense... That, and the wand of'Saruman!' he cried, and his voice grew in power and authority. 'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.' He raised his hand, and spoke slowly in a clear cold voice. 'Saruman, your staff is broken.' There was a crack, and the staff split asunder in Saruman's hand, and the head of it fell down at Gandalf's feet. 'Go!' said Gandalf. With a cry Saruman fell back and crawled away. [ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. rotation, are interesting ideas...

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