Everyone needs a bit of humor in their life and I'm no exception. I follow several web comics and thought I'd share one with you.
http://goblinscomic.com/index.html
Reminds me of a campaign I ran once where the players were all Kobolds. Why Kobolds? Well they are at least Lawful. In fact the campaign went pretty much like this cartoon strangely enough. Though we had no Kobold Paladins. It was a first edition D&D game back before the Humanoids book came out. Come to think of it that came out for second ed. Well in any case 2nd ed was really D&D 1.5 since it changed very little really and only tweaked the worst abuses.
I remember our first few game sessions when we were all new to the game.
Player, "I pick the Trolls pocket.",
DM, "Do Trolls have pockets?"
Player, "Well they carry around treasure type R so they must do it somehow."
DM, "You've been looking up the monsters again. You know your not supposed to do that mid game."
Player, "Err... Sorry. So can I pick it's pocket."
DM, *rolls percentile pretends to look at the dice.*, "After having successfully snuck up behind the troll without being detected you go to stick your hand in what you think is a pocket. It turns out to be just a fold on the trolls flabby flesh. Your hand closes on what feels like a broom handle and you try to remove it but it seems to be stuck."
Player "Can I yank it free and run?"
DM, "The Troll seems to be aware that somethings happening and has a sort of far off dreamy look in his eyes as can be seen by the rest of the party from their hiding spot. That look suddenly turns to shock and the Troll wakes up as you yank on the broom handle like object. Imagine your surprise as you find that you've pulled the Trolls reproductive organ from it's protective fold. Imagine the Trolls surprise to find a Halfling and not the female Troll he was dreaming about holding his reproductive organ. Now imagine how very very upset the troll is."
Player *blinks like a deer standing exposed in the headlights.* "Err. Eww. Err, I run. I run as fast and as far as I can run."
Suffice to say he ran directly at the rest of the party who were also rather stunned by events. You just plain didn't pull rules lawyering crap on my first DM. Bad things happened every time. The halfling died. Two other players also died and the survivors vowed never to trust a halfling ever again. The Halfling thief player went through 6 characters that year all halfling thieves. Two were killed by his own party. One in an accidental fireball miscalculation. One was thrown off a cliff when he tried to pickpocket the wizard for a magic ring. A ring only usable by wizards that had the wizards name engraved on it and the wizards family crest. But then the player had a 3 wisdom. In the above scenario his job was to backstab the troll and the rest of the party would then rush in to kill it with sword and fire.