Another guest at the hotel I’m staying at in Mississippi was just asking about my Gauntlet shirt.

Another guest at the hotel I’m staying at in Mississippi was just asking about my Gauntlet shirt.

Another guest at the hotel I’m staying at in Mississippi was just asking about my Gauntlet shirt. She was an older teenager, so I figured she was probably interested in other geek stuff. After I got done with the standard “It’s like Dungeons & Dragons” part of the conversation, she says, in a very serious tone:

“Those games are evil. Aren’t you worried about being tempted by the Devil?”

I dead-panned: “Well, I’ve been worshipping the Devil for years, so it’s no big deal.”

She went back to eating her waffle.

32 thoughts on “Another guest at the hotel I’m staying at in Mississippi was just asking about my Gauntlet shirt.”

  1. It’s bizarre to me as a Christian! I remember reading somewhere someone asking, ‘Is it a sin to play as a warlock?’ and I immediately thought they were joking. They weren’t joking.

    Sad times.

  2. It’s bizarre to me as a Christian! I remember reading somewhere someone asking, ‘Is it a sin to play as a warlock?’ and I immediately thought they were joking. They weren’t joking.

    Sad times.

  3. We should start printing out a pamphlet:

    “I m afraid its to late for me but can interest you in some reading material about the many benefits that come with accepting the dark lord into your life…”

  4. We should start printing out a pamphlet:

    “I m afraid its to late for me but can interest you in some reading material about the many benefits that come with accepting the dark lord into your life…”

  5. …and Jason Cordova continued his slow approach to the Mississippi crossroads, where Robert Johnson made his fateful deal. He buries two d20 and waits for Old Scratch to appear.

    The Dark One arrives in a puff of BBQ-scented brimstones and asks in sepluchre tones, “What do you seek?”

    “I seek the power to rule the world.”

    “Roll 2d6.”

    Jason rolls 4.

    “Sorry kid, not this year. Have a good one.” And then disappears in a puff of smoke.

  6. …and Jason Cordova continued his slow approach to the Mississippi crossroads, where Robert Johnson made his fateful deal. He buries two d20 and waits for Old Scratch to appear.

    The Dark One arrives in a puff of BBQ-scented brimstones and asks in sepluchre tones, “What do you seek?”

    “I seek the power to rule the world.”

    “Roll 2d6.”

    Jason rolls 4.

    “Sorry kid, not this year. Have a good one.” And then disappears in a puff of smoke.

  7. My mother was happy to have me and my friends at the kitchen table all night and was amazed at people who thought it was better to have kids roaming the streets. Parents knew where we were. I never did figure out how exactly we were supposed to get in trouble. Must have been doing it wrong.

  8. My mother was happy to have me and my friends at the kitchen table all night and was amazed at people who thought it was better to have kids roaming the streets. Parents knew where we were. I never did figure out how exactly we were supposed to get in trouble. Must have been doing it wrong.

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