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Wednesday, 15 June, 2005 by L
                    
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The rock moleA rock mole is a member of the rodent family. They get their
name from their ability to tunnel through rock in the same
fashion that a mole tunnels through earth. They are known to
eat anything they come across in their diggings, although it
is still unknown how they convert some of these things into
something of nutritional value.

Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team
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and showed her the lamp and the fruits he had gathered in the
garden, which were in reality precious stones. He then asked
for some food.

"Alas! child," she said, "I have nothing in the house, but I
have spun a little cotton and will go and sell it."

Aladdin bade her keep her cotton, for he would sell the lamp
instead. As it was very dirty she began to rub it, that it
might fetch a higher price. Instantly a hideous genie
appeared, and asked what she would have. She fainted away,
but Aladdin, snatching the lamp, said boldly:
"Fetch me something to eat!"
        [ Aladdin, from The Arabian Nights, by Andrew Lang ]

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@ "No! My chance for a wish!" 
                    
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You kill the rock moleA rock mole is a member of the rodent family. They get their
name from their ability to tunnel through rock in the same
fashion that a mole tunnels through earth. They are known to
eat anything they come across in their diggings, although it
is still unknown how they convert some of these things into
something of nutritional value.

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y - a rock moleA rock mole is a member of the rodent family. They get their
name from their ability to tunnel through rock in the same
fashion that a mole tunnels through earth. They are known to
eat anything they come across in their diggings, although it
is still unknown how they convert some of these things into
something of nutritional value.

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@ "Now what am I going to do?" 
                    
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Rub rock moleA rock mole is a member of the rodent family. They get their
name from their ability to tunnel through rock in the same
fashion that a mole tunnels through earth. They are known to
eat anything they come across in their diggings, although it
is still unknown how they convert some of these things into
something of nutritional value.

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In a cloudI wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
        [ I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, by William Wordsworth ]

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NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. of smoke, a djinniThe djinn are genies from the elemental plane of Air. There,
among their kind, they have their own societies. They are
sometimes encountered on earth and may even be summoned here
to perform some service for powerful wizards. The wizards
often leave them about for later service, safely tucked away
in a flask or lamp. Once in a while, such a tool is found by
a lucky rogue, and some djinn are known to be so grateful
when released that they might grant their rescuer a wish.

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& "You disturbed me, fool." 
                    
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@ "Wait, you mean to say you WANTED to be in there?!" 
                    
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& "After 24 centuries of that cold metal lampWhen he came to himself he told his mother what had passed,
and showed her the lamp and the fruits he had gathered in the
garden, which were in reality precious stones. He then asked
for some food.

"Alas! child," she said, "I have nothing in the house, but I
have spun a little cotton and will go and sell it."

Aladdin bade her keep her cotton, for he would sell the lamp
instead. As it was very dirty she began to rub it, that it
might fetch a higher price. Instantly a hideous genie
appeared, and asked what she would have. She fainted away,
but Aladdin, snatching the lamp, said boldly:
"Fetch me something to eat!"
        [ Aladdin, from The Arabian Nights, by Andrew Lang ]

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Neutral ihope June 15, 2005 01:31
First comment: 8 June, 2005 14 comments written
Meh?
Plague June 15, 2005 01:59
First comment: 31 January, 2005 102 comments written
Hello TrollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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Nameless June 15, 2005 02:34
First comment: 29 December, 2004 281 comments written
LOL. bows down to Ls comic-writing l33+ness
Eemeli June 15, 2005 09:55
First comment: 2 March, 2005 143 comments written
And a stupid question: Are rockBilbo saw that the moment had come when he must do something.
He could not get up at the brutes and he had nothing to shoot
with; but looking about he saw that in this place there were
many stones lying in what appeared to be a now dry little
watercourse. Bilbo was a pretty fair shot with a stone, and
it did not take him long to find a nice smooth egg-shaped one
that fitted his hand cosily. As a boy he used to practise
throwing stones at things, until rabbits and squirrels, and
even birds, got out of his way as quick as lightning if they
saw him stoop; and even grownup he had still spent a deal of
his time at quoits, dart-throwing, shooting at the wand,
bowls, ninepins and other quiet games of the aiming and
throwing sort - indeed he could do lots of things, besides
blowing smoke-rings, asking riddles and cooking, that I
haven't time to tell you about. There is no time now. While
he was picking up stones, the spider had reached Bombur, and
soon he would have been dead. At that moment Bilbo threw.
The stone struck the spider plunk on the head, and it dropped
senseless off the tree, flop to the ground, with all its legs
curled up.
        [ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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Zeddi June 15, 2005 10:51
First comment: 5 June, 2004 80 comments written
I thought rockBilbo saw that the moment had come when he must do something.
He could not get up at the brutes and he had nothing to shoot
with; but looking about he saw that in this place there were
many stones lying in what appeared to be a now dry little
watercourse. Bilbo was a pretty fair shot with a stone, and
it did not take him long to find a nice smooth egg-shaped one
that fitted his hand cosily. As a boy he used to practise
throwing stones at things, until rabbits and squirrels, and
even birds, got out of his way as quick as lightning if they
saw him stoop; and even grownup he had still spent a deal of
his time at quoits, dart-throwing, shooting at the wand,
bowls, ninepins and other quiet games of the aiming and
throwing sort - indeed he could do lots of things, besides
blowing smoke-rings, asking riddles and cooking, that I
haven't time to tell you about. There is no time now. While
he was picking up stones, the spider had reached Bombur, and
soon he would have been dead. At that moment Bilbo threw.
The stone struck the spider plunk on the head, and it dropped
senseless off the tree, flop to the ground, with all its legs
curled up.
        [ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. moles are cold uh... rockBilbo saw that the moment had come when he must do something.
He could not get up at the brutes and he had nothing to shoot
with; but looking about he saw that in this place there were
many stones lying in what appeared to be a now dry little
watercourse. Bilbo was a pretty fair shot with a stone, and
it did not take him long to find a nice smooth egg-shaped one
that fitted his hand cosily. As a boy he used to practise
throwing stones at things, until rabbits and squirrels, and
even birds, got out of his way as quick as lightning if they
saw him stoop; and even grownup he had still spent a deal of
his time at quoits, dart-throwing, shooting at the wand,
bowls, ninepins and other quiet games of the aiming and
throwing sort - indeed he could do lots of things, besides
blowing smoke-rings, asking riddles and cooking, that I
haven't time to tell you about. There is no time now. While
he was picking up stones, the spider had reached Bombur, and
soon he would have been dead. At that moment Bilbo threw.
The stone struck the spider plunk on the head, and it dropped
senseless off the tree, flop to the ground, with all its legs
curled up.
        [ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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Nevermind, Ls doing a good work, hell yeah :)
Neutral ihope June 16, 2005 16:40
First comment: 8 June, 2005 14 comments written
Oh, I get it. :-)
Nifrith June 17, 2005 20:46
First comment: 25 April, 2005 18 comments written
Corpse woulda decayed anyway, heh.
Fathead June 20, 2006 01:25
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
Meh, let it be, next time.
  April 14, 2007 07:28
First comment: 1 April, 2004 431 comments written
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don't get it.
BOOM

Grognor has exploded.
Grognor April 14, 2007 19:37
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
Above post = me.
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