(Possibly originally posted at http://somehedgehog.livejournal.com/245807.html – if anyone does know, please contact me so I can give proper attribution.)
GM: OK, the bugbear attacks you. What do you do?
OBAMA: I send one of my 672 henchmen after it.
MCCAIN: OK, seriously. Why does he have so many henchmen? I’m a level 72 ranger and he’s only a level 8 paladin.
OBAMA: Well, if you’d bought the Grassroots Organizing and Oratory/Colgate Smile proficiencies you could min max it so that you…
MCCAIN: Why is he even IN this campaign? I thought this was supposed to be a high level party.
OBAMA: Well, maybe some people got tired of the grim and squinty “Matterhorn, son of Marathon” shtick you keep doing. Dude, could you be any less original?
MCCAIN: Oh my god, I did not leave my left nut in a tiger cage in the Tomb of Horrors to spend my Friday nights mopping up after the new kid.
OBAMA: “My friends, I am a totally unoriginal grizzled character class stereotype. I should lead the party because I have more testicular damage than that one.”
MCCAIN: Yeah, well, you pal around with dark elves.
OBAMA: OH NO YOU DIDN’T.
MCCAIN: Whatever, so’s your mom.
OBAMA: So’s your FACE.
MCCAIN: So’s your Mom’s face!
HILARY: WTF you guys. Why am I playing the cleric?
MCCAIN: Hilary, we’ve been over this.
HILARY: No, dude. I am so sick of being the girlfriend healer. Seriously, I can’t even use a sword. Fuck this noise.
KUCINICH: IM A BARD
OBAMA: That’s nice.
KUCINICH: MY FAMILIAR IS A PURPLE SNOW LEOPARD
MCCAIN: Oh, Jesus. Here we go.
KUCINICH: DID I MENTION MY WIFE IS A TOTALLY BANGIN’ DRYAD WITH 20 CHARISMA
HILARY: C’mon you guys, I’ve been playing this shit since Gygax was in eighth grade. Why can’t I be the party leader with the magic sword for once?
MCCAIN: Because no one wants to see you in a bronze bra.
OBAMA: Oh dude, BURRRRRNNNN.
HILARY: SCREW YOU, Grandpa. I will so kick your ass.
MCCAIN: Yeah? Bring it! I didn’t spend 3 years in the Abyss with Githzerai hooking my nads up to a car battery to get beat by some Wellesley girl.
HILARY: WHATEVER, you can’t even lift your arms over your head.
RON PAUL: I brought my Planescape character!
OBAMA: Dude, we’re playing Forgotten Realms.
RON PAUL: I rift in from Sigil! I’m a Chaotic Neutral Tiefling Barbarian/Monk/Rogue!
MCCAIN: DUDE, that is not even LEGAL.
RON PAUL: Ronpaul the Barbarian say: suck it! Guns and abortions and weed for everyone! WHEEE!
PALIN: Hi folks! Sorry I’m late! I brought caribou burgers.
HILARY: Who the HELL is this?
MCCAIN: It’s cool, she’s with me.
HILARY: No! No, it’s not cool! Every time you bring one of your rodeo-queen girlfriends in here she ends up playing some succubus infiltrator and killing the whole party!
MCCAIN: Now, that is patently untrue.
BIDEN: He has a point. Cindy turned out to be a vampire.
MCCAIN: DUDE. SHUT UP.
GM: You guys, seriously, if you don’t knock it off with the bickering I’m going to start docking XP.
MCCAIN: You know what? Fuck it. I’m suspending the campaign.
GM: You can’t do that! Only I can suspend the campaign! I didn’t suspend it for the 1988 Mountain Dew shortage and I’m not going to suspend it now.
KUCINICH: YOU GUYS I AM TOTALLY CASTING A CANTRIP
MCCAIN: Oh my god, Dennis, shut up, you don’t even count.
KUCINICH: YOU GUYS ARE DICKS
BIDEN: Where are the Cheetos?
RON PAUL: Wait. What happen to tiny Mormon Man?
GM: You find Mitt’s lifeless, drained corpse has been stuffed in the broom closet.
HILARY: Oh, God DAMMIT.
MCAIN: Not ok! NOT OK!
OBAMA: What, I didn’t even get a detect evil roll for that one?
HILARY: I TOLD you she was a succubus, but did anyone listen? Oohhhhh no, Hilary’s just jealous of the beauty queen.
RON PAUL: Pretty Lady screw Mitt lifeless. Ronpaul SMASH!!
MCCAIN: Would you please go light up a spliff and stay out of this? The grown ups are talking.
RON PAUL: Why pretty lady suck life out of Mitt and not Ronpaul? Not fair!
HILARY: I mean, never mind that I’m the one with 17 Wisdom, but does anyone listen to the girl? Noooooo.
RON PAUL: Also Mitt have stupid name. Who name kid after baseball equipment?
KUCINICH: HEY YOU GUYS CHECK OUT MY HEAD OF VECNA TRICK
HILARY: This never would have happened when Tim Russert was our GM.
GM: You know what? Forget it. Rocks fall, everyone dies.
OBAMA: Screw you guys. I’m going to go play Bunnies and Burrows at Jon Stewart’s house.
HILARY: Me too.
MCCAIN: Me too.