In a smoky haze, our heroes convene,
Dice clatter like marbles in a stoner's dream,
A dragon lurks, or is that Jeff? He grins,
Misplacing spells, but hey, it's a team!
Puffs of smoke rise, the giggles ignite,
Is it a quest, or just snack time tonight?
“Roll for initiative!” shouts our brave bard,
He trips on the carpet, landing not too far;
“Wait, what’s my stats again?” asks our wizard,
His wand is actually just a twinkie jar.
The dungeon is deep, perhaps one cheese dip,
Mystifying treasures and nachos to trip.
The rogue dives forth—might as well fly!
But someone mistakenly fed him the pie.
“Is this a trap?” he wonders with glee,
As his hand and mouth dance in perfect harmony.
To slay the dark lord, we’re lost in a crowd,
Finding our way through laughter so loud.
The DM rolls dice, a majestic cascade,
He solemnly states, “You’ve all misplayed.”
“Which way to the treasure?” asks the high elf,
Her ear-pierced focus on chips—the true wealth.
“Let’s just vote on it! I say we fly!”
“Who’s got the munchies?” the bard starts to cry.
Plans unravel like twisted vines in the night,
As imagination blurs between wrong and right.
Our heroic deeds fall apart at the seams,
But oh, what a night to fulfill our wild dreams.
With dragons and dungeons, our spirits take flight,
While the chips are all gone, and we’re ready for night.
So if you play D&D, with friends by your side,
Roll dice with abandon, let hilarity ride.
With laughter as magic and snacks as your shield,
In a world where the dragons and munchies both yield.
Remember, dear friends, in THC bliss,
Every roll is a tale—just don’t miss your chips!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
