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Fathead	August 2, 2006 00:17
First comment: 1 April, 2006	1136 comments written
Er, was I the only one who was creeped out until I got to the punchline? No, don't answer that.
Grunt	August 2, 2006 00:36
First comment: 25 July, 2006	36 comments written
The foundations of the dungeon corrode! Suddenly, the dungeon collapses.
Jack Simth	August 2, 2006 07:35
First comment: 3 January, 2005	59 comments written
By any chance, did anyone else notice that they're multiplying faster than they're being used up? I'm guessing Nerdly didn't....
Jac	August 2, 2006 07:53
First comment: 26 May, 2006	48 comments written
Now it looks like that stupid treeI think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. [ Trees - Joyce Kilmer ] 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. level in ADOM
Irashtar	August 2, 2006 10:05
First comment: 17 February, 2005	19 comments written
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grey_goo
Roger Barnett	August 2, 2006 14:01
First comment: 7 April, 2006	143 comments written
Woo, hard science! But what happens if a single puddingThese giant amoeboid creatures look like nothing more than puddles of slime, but they both live and move, feeding on metal or wood as well as the occasional dungeon explorer to supplement their diet. But we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead as the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed tightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy speed and driving before it a spiral, re-thickening cloud of the pallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train -- a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and unforming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter. [ At the Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft ] 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. gets polymorphed into green slimeThese giant amoeboid creatures look like nothing more than puddles of slime, but they both live and move, feeding on metal or wood as well as the occasional dungeon explorer to supplement their diet. But we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead as the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed tightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy speed and driving before it a spiral, re-thickening cloud of the pallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train -- a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and unforming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter. [ At the Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft ] 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.? :P
Nesman	August 2, 2006 19:42
First comment: 4 January, 2005	112 comments written
Gotta love the grey goo: http://www.exitmundi.nl/graygoo.htm
GreyKnight	August 2, 2006 22:35
First comment: 24 March, 2006	48 comments written
I used a divide/multiply pun much like this for my degree paper in Theoretial Physics :-)
Nobody Special	August 4, 2006 01:31
First comment: 8 June, 2005	118 comments written
Awesome.
scwizard	August 29, 2006 03:36
First comment: 18 August, 2006	12 comments written
THe best part is how they covered the staircase in the last panel :D
Grognor	April 19, 2007 07:08
First comment: 4 April, 2007	1161 comments written
Yes.
kureshii	March 16, 2008 17:49
First comment: 8 March, 2008	37 comments written
The floor collapses under you! The floor collapses under you! The floor collapses under you! The floor collapses under you! The floor collapses under you! ...

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