Dave, Fist of Odin You know, being the High Priest of Odin in these here parts has changed me. Matured me in unexpected ways. Perhaps I feel that with power comes responsibility, perhaps I'm just feeling the burden of my lofty position - but there's a certain wisdom that's been growing inside of me.

What I'm saying, is that even though this motherfucking shit-eating son of a three legged dog and a transvestite prostitute demon who's not fit enough to lick the balls of the guy who licks the balls of the guy who licks the three-legged-dog's balls - this demon, well, he'll have to wait another round for some clobbering, because first I cast Dispel magic on my friends.

That's right - instead of clobbering, I'm casting a spell that does NOT bring in a clobbering buddy. Weird, I know, but there it is.

THEN comes the clobber. BR 20! Hells yeah. Damage BR 2 - ah, well - for 10 points.

I take a hit off Marivhon's spliff while I do the clobbering, too.

So to reiterate - this is a complex post - first I cast dispel magic on Brogg and Moth. Then I clobber the demon for 10 hp while dragging off Marivhon's spliff.  ¶ 5:01 PM