Context: our half elf fighter took a sip of a mysterious slime which they later found out to be "goblin juice" which turned them green and gave them advantage and bonuses to every roll as well as 22 additional hp but turned them green. The DM was making them roll con saves on each turn during a boss fight.
DM: make a con save
Fighter: ah right, the cocaine save
Wizard/rogue: what happens if they fail the save?
DM: *shrugs and says nothing*
Me: they get consumed by the cocaine haze
Sorry I am late!
DM (as goblin): Holzi eat fresh meat!
Elf Paladin: Holzi… are you Gollum?
Dwarf Barbarian: Oh my god, he is Gollum! We found him in a cave!
Paladin: And you kidnapped him to take him on a journey.
Barbarian: And I’m a small person!
Jason using his guns as blunt weapons is so funny like imagine ur getting shot at by the Red Hood, he runs out of ammo, you think you have a chance and he just throws the fucking pistol at you
Bothersome beast, comforting friend
Sorcerer: I can’t believe I just killed that unicorn Monk: to be fair it was being racist
GM: Whoo! More doors!
Druid: Mordor? That’s where the One Ring is kept!
never let him forget that he said that
The only thing that keeps me going