The expose can be sen on Youtube. Sensational journalism at its finest.
PCs will do that to you! Bourbon is a good alternative.
We played “Drunkards and Daiquiris” in college. Ah…good times. But I’ll still cede 'Mika her point. In high school D&D nerds like me knew to avoid the drunk/stoned jocks. They were the antisocial bullies.
Why not? It can be loads of fun. Down a few, turn up Tub Thumping on the iPod way loud, and go Leeroy Jenkins on everything 
I will never understand how so many people get and keep their panties in such large, convoluted knots over such a frankly tedious game. My brother was always a big gamer, and when he and his friends starting playing in the school library before classes started the guidance counselor called Mom in a state of utter panic over his devil worship, wanting to know if Mom knew who he was hanging out with and what they were doing. Mom just snickered and said, “Of course I know, the whole lot of them are in my dining room right now throwing dice around, quoting Monty Python, and telling dick and fart jokes. That’s where they are all weekend every weekend.”
From the article:
Several recent studies have demonstrated that many violent criminals have Monopoly backgrounds.
Monopoly apologists say that it’s just a game.
All executive-level employees of Parker Brothers have been placed on the FBI watch lists.
You should have told that to her. 
My Bro stared playing D&D back in the old 3Volume set days. I started not long after. Other than a little pot and some beer, drugs are very rare.
Did you get some bonus XP for quick thinking? I love bonus XP, and in fact when I DMed, I’d reverse the bonus XP for very good and very bad stats. A fighter who fought with a strength of five got bonus XP, while the guy with the 18/00 strength was penalized. I always figured that having an above average Prime Requisite was reward enough. Players who managed to do things in a way that I hadn’t anticipated usually got bonus XP. And, of course, as a player I love getting it.
Anyway, you were saving those items for the party’s use, right? You didn’t want the critters to get hold of them, right?
Surprisingly few. I had a mammoth dropped on me once, though. *Falkenstein *game, long story…
Okay, let me put it this way: I don’t tank *progression raids *when I’ve been drinking. Or, generally speaking, random dungeons, since I don’t want to count on some DPS I don’t know to hold back if it takes me an extra second to grab aggro.
It was a few years back, so I don’t recall–I *do *remember that the party was pretty excited that I’d managed to salvage the items. Unfortunately, the DM refused to play along later in the game when he presented us with a hole we couldn’t see the bottom of, and I wanted to light a corpse on fire and drop it down there to illuminate things. 
Ssssssssure, that’s it! (IIRC, my character was Chaotic Evil, as was at least part of the rest of the party, so my motivations may have been… less than altruistic.)
Our D&D group learned that, if you *really *want to bring a mule into a dungeon which is accessed by descending a very long, straight stairway, you really should have the mule go first, not last, just in case, you know, it trips or something… :smack:
Famous last words: I attack the DM.
When I was 10, my mother had several litters of kittens and forbade me from reading Marvel Comics when she saw a Thor. Saying “it’s a story, Mom! Like Snow White! I don’t believe in some dude flying around with a hammer any more than I believe in gingerbread houses that hold up when it rains! MOOOOOM!” didn’t work.
Eight years later, Santa (well, the Three Magi) brought D&D 1st Edition for Middlebro… She was Not Happy, but couldn’t say anything, since Lilbro still believed in the Magi
I was playing in a group once, and we were at the top of a building with many wooden items and furnishings. One of the group (not me, thank goodness) had the bright idea of lighting something large and flammable and dropping it down through the top of this building, to give us light to climb down. Well, the DM informed us that we’d set the furniture or something on fire. Guess what? This was a multi level adventure, and the DM had planned to use it for several games as we levelled up. However, all the critters came boiling out of the building at once. Including the highest level monsters. All of the monsters, or all of the thinking monsters, were very, very upset about their homes being set on fire, and they saw us, and put two and two together.
I can’t speak for anyone else, but I avoid playing any sort of 3D video game when I’ve been drinking. Alcohol makes me prone to motion sickness.
Not too long ago, my party was tasked with clearing out an old mansion and restoring the nearby lighthouse to full function. This involved carry a delicate glass lens from the nearby tower to install in the top of the lighthouse. We got the lens up there, but no one in the party had any ranks in engineering, and we were having trouble getting the lens installed.
So one of the party had the bright idea of hammering the lens into place with the pommel of his sword.
Actually, it wasn’t quite as stupid as it sounded. The lens had a metal rim around it, so he wasn’t pounding directly on the glass. Not that it mattered much, after the GM had him make an attack roll and the die came up a natural 1.
We still haven’t cleared the mansion, and we’re on our fourth lens for that damned light house. Did I mention they each cost 3000 gp? And that the Duke stopped paying for them after we broke the second one? This adventure is going to leave the party at a net loss, by the time its over.
Yikes. And what is the time frame to have a new lens made? Hopefully the party has an arrangement for somewhere to stay, otherwise they’d be paying out the nose for room and board. I can see the net loss getting huge at the end of this adventure. At this point, I’d hire someone in town who had at least some engineering skill, hope he does a better job, and cut my losses.
My most fun game: I ran a D&D/Toon combo. We took a bunch of toons through Grimtooth’s Dungeon of Doom. Hilarity ensued. We had Bugs Bunny, Darkwing Duck, Splinter, Calvin, and Shirley the Loon.
I love that the part you don’t believe about gingerbread houses is the engineering difficulty.